This is exactly why I can’t watch those last two episodes.
Because every time I think to myself “Maybe I can make it through without bawling my eyes out; maybe this time I can sit down with some popcorn and push through it, and get past it. Get to Martha and continue on to eventually see Donna, and Matt, and that other chick I can’t remember. Maybe this time I can continue the series.” something like this pops up on my dash and reminds me just how heartbroken this episode always leaves me. Even just this moment, alone, breaks me in ways that even Eccleston and a tub of ice cream couldn’t fix.
And whenever something like this pops up on my dash, I go back to the beginning of what little Who I own and start over again, thinking, maybe, maybe this time it will be different.