We were all just doing our best. HannahOur best was awful. Jessa**Girls is the Hillary Clinton of TV shows: You cantadmit you like it without acknowledging that its not perfect. So lets get that out of the way, and acknowledge that Girls was far from perfect, from itshamfisted approach to race, to its over-emphasis on millennial laziness.And yet.Ive grown up with the Girls. When the show first premiered, my colleagues and I recapped each episode by G-chat, and during our season 1, episode 3 recap I wrote:I am literally the target demographic.Fans of Girls dont tend to identify with one specific character on the show ' Im a Hannah or a Marnie never entered our lexicon the way Im a Carrie or a Charlotte did in the 90s. And thats because the girls/women of Girls have never been glamorous archetypes to aspire to. The show didnt make a generation of young women dream of being columnists who run around in ridiculously expensive shoes and have fabulous (or at the very least, entertaining) sex in New York City.Girls is less aspirational, full of unsettlingly realistic bad sex, friendships that ebb and flow and sometimes end, career opportunities that pop up and then result in failure. Its like a fun house mirror that reflects back a distorted, somewhat terrifying version of what life as a white, financially comfortable, Brooklyn 20-something might look like, and the showsunlikable protagonists often reflected its target audiences worst impulses and most selfish thoughts.The actresses who play the Girls are about my age ' Lena Dunham (Hannah) and Jemima Kirke (Jessa) are slightly older, and Zosia Mamet (Shosh) and Allison Williams (Marnie) are slightly younger. Although they are supposed to be a few years younger than their real-life ages and my own on the show, these womens journeys from fresh-faced NYC newcomers to more actualized human beings seemed to mirror my own. (The four actresses who play the Girls also underwent their own real-life transformations as the show progressed, from virtual unknowns to bonafide celebrities.)When Girls premiered in April of 2012, I was in my last few months of my early 20s, writing listicles about the things I had learned heading into 25. I was just establishing myself as a writer, my therapist was helping me tackle my dating anxieties and imposter syndrome, my Upper East Side apartment was furnished with the IKEA furniture I had bought in college, and I had recently returned from my first truly adult-feeling vacation with one my best friends. As Girls ends in April 2017, Im staring down 30 and reflecting on how much has changed and how much has not.I suppose I have established my career, though what you learn as you get older is that you never quite feel established ' the finish line just keeps moving. The same therapist who coached me out of my imposter syndrome while I was looking for a journalism job is now coaching me through impostor syndrome as I write a book. I still have anxiety (about dating, and otherwise), though I no longer have crappy furniture or an apartment on the Upper East Side. I live in a slightly nicer, significantly better furnished apartment in Williamsburg, the Brooklyn neighborhood where much of Girls takes place.Mostly, my issues remain my issues, just as the girls issues ' lack of professional fulfillment, selfish impulses, wells of emotional emptiness that beg to be filled ' remain theirs. This baggage, as Shosh put it in season 1, might manifest in different ways, but getting a job or a relationship or a better apartment doesnt fix you, it just brings your issues out in new and exciting (challenging' terrifying') forms. It turns out that much ofgrowing up is about how you react to the obstacles that life inevitably throws your way. And despite the one step forward, two steps back nature of Girls, in this way, our protagonists have grown over the six seasons weve known them.We see this manifest itself in the penultimate episode of the series, when Hannah shows up to Shoshs apartment, only to find that Shosh is hosting her own engagement party' one that she was not invited to. All four girls begin sniping at each other, which causes Marnie to usher them into the bathroom for a group meeting. But rather than some friends forever (and ever and ever) moment, which would have felt false and forced, Shosh unleashes some harsh wisdom.We cant hang out together anymore, because we cannot be in the same room without one of us making it completely and entirely about ourselves, she says.I have come to realize how exhausting, narcissistic and completely boring this whole dynamic is.This is the second time weve seen Shosh fed up. She gave a similar lecture in season 3 at the beach house, which ended with the other girls hearing her feedback but still forcing themselves back together. As in real life, accepting that youve grown apart from friends you once felt you might be connected to forever is hard. But three seasons later, they are ready to call it. And this ultimately allows them to enjoy the rest of the party, dancing around but not with each other. Its a devastating moment, but not a tragic one. One of my favorite quotes of the series comes duringthe premiere of season 3when Hannah says:Its really liberating to say no to shit you hate.In some ways, the best and hardest part of getting older is learning when to say no and when to bow out ' of friendships, jobs, relationships, cities, and that sketchy bar where drunk 22-year-olds will inevitably spill their vodka-unknown-syrup cocktails on you after 1:30 a.m. Growing up means learning what no longer makes you feel good or fulfilled or useful, and stepping back from those things in order to make way for the things that do.When I think back on six years of Girls, what comes to mind first isnt the much-discussed nudity or the more outlandish plot points. What stays with me are the moments of emotional truth; the pieces of dialogue that epitomize a feeling Ive had or something Ive said, or something I never had the guts to say but wanted to and kind of wish I had.I think about that perfect scene where Marnie and Hannah dance in their shared apartment to Robyns Dancing On My Own, because dancing it out is sometimes the only and best answer to a bad day.I think about the heartbreaking monologue Hannah delivers at Adams door when she admits that, I just want someone who wants to hang out all the time, and thinks Im the best person in the world, and wants to have sex with only me.I think about a delusional and coked-up Hannah declaring that its a Wednesday night, baby, and Im alive!I think about the moment where Marnie lies to Hannah about her unhappiness, a tell-tale sign that a history of being BFFs isnt always enough to sustain a friendship.I think about the Beach House episode, where the cracks in the four girls somewhat situational relationships are laid bare by cruel drunk Shosh. I think about the beautiful three-day relationship Hannah has with Patrick Wilsons Joshua, and their sex scene which Emily Nussbaum described at the time as so intimate that it felt invasive: raw and odd and tender.I think about the moment Hannah realizes that Jessa and Adam are involved, and her face perfectly mirrored the stomach-dropping feeling you have when you realize someone you love has moved on without you.I think about Hannahs encounter with a sleazy, accomplished author, played by Matthew Rhys; an encounter that explores the disturbing and subtle dynamics that can arise between powerful men and less powerful women.I think about Jessa finally letting her cool girl guard down as she cries at the relationship with Adam she thinks she has lost, and whimpers, I dont want you to the man who shes trying to use to stave off her heartbreak.I think about Hannah and Jessas tearful tiptoe into reconciliation, because sometimes friendships that break up do come back together when the timing is right.I think about the penultimate episode, where Hannah sees two younger women excitedly planning out their new NYC apartment, and realizes that she is no longer the same as them.That realization in particular felt wrenchingly real. I am no longer new to my city or my job or my adult life. I am still young, but not the youngest. I dont know everything, but I know something.Girlswas never meant to represent all women ' something Dunham has been explicit about ' but the way the media spoke about the show during those first few seasons often assumed that she wanted it to. As more women-led TV shows made it on the air ' Insecure, Broad City, Orange is the New Black, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, Being Mary Jane, Jane The Virgin, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, Queen Sugar, Unreal, Sweet/Vicious, Big Little Lies, Harlots, the list goes on ' the constant dissection of Girls tapered off.Perhaps this is part of what has made the last two seasons of Girls two of the shows very finest. As the TV landscape finally began to reflect the reality that no show can speak for or to every woman (nor should it), Girls was able to exist as art, separate from the scrutiny attached to its title or its creators. And in this new space, I found myself connecting to the show all over again, in a more poignant and deeply emotional way.Its only appropriate that Girls didnt end with some neat wrap-up, the four women skipping down a Brooklyn street together,well-dressed and giggly. We left our girls ' and guys ' in stages, mimicking the way we tend to fade away from real-life relationships. First Ray and Adam, then Elijah, Jessa and Shosh. And finally, Marnie and Hannah.The finale episode felt less like the season 6 finale, and more like the beginning of season 7 ' a story we see a glimpse of, but will never see run its course. There are no neat endings for Hannah and Loreen and Marnie and baby Grover.Growing up does not mean things get easier or that your problems get solved in neat little packages. As Loreen tells Hannah, You know whos in emotional pain' Fucking everyone!But what Girls fans did get to see is hope. Hope that Marnie will strike out on her own and meet up with her cute personal trainer upstate. Hope that Hannah and Marnies friendship, the most fraught and lasting love story of the series, will find a stable place. Hope that Hannah will, despite all of her flaws, raise a fine son. Hope that even the most mundanely messed up women can eventually find their way.For now, its time for the Girls (and us girls) to move on to next chapter ' as all adventurous women do. -- This feed and its contents are the property of The Huffington Post, and use is subject to our terms. It may be used for personal consumption, but may not be distributed on a website.
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