Yes, I eagerly awaited the return of Community last fall. I shook my fist at the heavens and overused the #October19th hastag when the season was delayed until the spring. I gleefully shared the epic season 4 trailer in the days leading to the premiere.
Then I decided to stop watching Community.
I gave it a chance. Probably too much of a chance. Right after the first episode of the season, I entered the “5 stages of grief after the death of the quality of your favorite TV show.”
Denial: ”Eh, not the strongest episode, but it’s still early in the season. It’ll hit its stride.”
Anger: ”ABED WOULD NEVER EVEN SAY THAT RAWRRRR SMASH HULK RACHAEL WHY YOU NO FUNNY TV”
Bargaining: ”If only the fandom better supported Dan Harmon. If only we recognized that there’s worse things than cancellation.”
Depression: *finishes an episode of Community* *sulks silently while looking at season 3 gifs on Tumblr*
Acceptance: ”Whelp, this show is never getting better. I’m giving up and letting go now”
Honestly, we should have seen this coming. I had a twinge of fear for Community after Dan Harmon was fired from the show last spring, but the fandom and I weren’t scared enough.