Sooo over the years, Grey’s Anatomy and I have had our ups and downs, probably the most trying of all when Izzie started having sex with a ghost, but I digress. Some people strongly disagree with this, but I really love the opening and closing monologues. I think that they are insightful, poignent and, most of all, relatable. I’ve been watching some older episodes lately and there was one that really stuck with me.
So naturally I did what any child of the internet does and ran to google to find the transcript. And here are the fruits of my labor search:
Opening:
After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here’s what I’ve decided: There’s no such thing as a grown-up.
We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears, and all those old wounds just grow up with us. And just when we think that life and circumstance have forced us to truly, once and for all, become an adult… your mother, says something… like that. Or worse, something like that.
We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we’re still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.
Closing:
I’ve heard that it’s possible to grow up. I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way.
We whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope… against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope.
