Right at the end of this episode is the scene where Justin Taylor, played so excellently by Randy Harrison, ends up as the victim in a vicious homophobic attack. Justin is taken to hospital, and there is a lot of crying, not just on screen – but in the audience.
I said something then that I possibly shouldn’t have. But I’m repeating it now to see what others think.
When I go, I don’t want anyone to cry like that.
But then I ended up in bed crying my eyes out. What does that mean?
This morning thinking back, I think that it meant that I was actually worried that when I die, whenever that will be – this year, next year, next decade, whenever – will those that are left around cry? Or will they be glad that I have gone.
Self-pity, mixed with self-doubt, not a good thing for me. I must get out and find something to do to keep my mind a bit more occupied.
Just for reference, here is the music from that last scene that we watched last night. I think that the music may have had more than a little to do with the emotions.