I'm Thinking of Ending Things

Maybe it was wanna be edgy and never close to a real shock horror experience. But it was a tragedy, resonating with one most of us experience daily. The ending made me cry. What made it scary for me was the embodiment of my true fears, that kind of loneliness I might not be able to get detached from and leading me to write a whole new alternative life of myself, to save myself within a fake, fake, fake imagery. It was fucking sad.