‘You’re the Worst’ is the latest show I can’t stop watching

* Possible spoiler alerts ahead *

I just watched the season three finale of ‘You’re the Worst’ and I have sooooooooo many thoughts.

My first impression of the show was that it was incredible that I could both love and hate every single character simultaneously. The story lines are unfathomably complex and relatable and ridiculous and hilarious and straining. It’s like if ‘How I Met Your Mother’ went to college. And it’s spectacular.

The show centers on Jimmy (Chris Geere) and Gretchen (Aya Cash) as well as Edgar (Desmin Borges), Lindsay (Kether Donohue), Paul (Allan McLeod), and to a lesser extent, Becca (Janet Varney) and Vernin (Todd Robert Anderson). Jimmy and Gretchen pride themselves on being flawed human beings as their initial one-night stand blossoms into a relationship version of a corpse flower.

Along the way, they battle mental health issues, intimacy issues, and trust issues while ignoring the same problems in their friends and families. But there’s something so endearing about them that it’s hard to get mad at them for being [air quotes] the worst.

I don’t want to give a lot away here. I just think the show is absolute dynamite. The final scene in season three was F@&#!*% ABSURD and it put a knot in my stomach but I’m hooked so hard. Instead of giving you more words, I’ll just show you some clips and call it a day:

September 6, wy@ tho?

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