Don Draper broke up with me last night.
Why Don? Why?
I thought we had something good. I thought we had something meaningful. You came into my living room once a week and I admired you from afar. I loved your suits and your suave sophistication. I loved your air of mystery. I even put up with your smoking.
Like most women in your life, I have been loyal. I have waited up late at night to see you, I’ve lied to my husband about you (he never did like you) and I’ve fantasised that I could change you. I’m not sure what it was about you that was so alluring, but you held us all in your charming grip.
And now you’re gone. Just like that.
Like any break up, there’s collateral damage. Not only have I lost you, but the whole gang over at Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce. I’ll never see Peggy fighting to make it in a man’s world again or hear Roger’s dry wit. I think I’ll even miss Pete. I’ll definitely miss those 60’s fashions.
To make matters worse, I don’t like the way that you left me. You’ve visited too infrequently over the last two years – that’s how I knew you were leaving. You pulled away from me gradually and it left me feeling unfulfilled.
I’m glad that Peggy is happy with Stan, that Joan has started a successful business and that Pete has reconciled with Trudy. Everybody seems to be neatly set for a nice life. But not you Don (or poor Betty!). I feel as if you haven’t learnt anything. I was hopeful for a short time there. I thought you were discovering yourself at the end. At first I thought that smile was the discovery of peace, but maybe it was just the idea for the Coke ad.
Or did Peggy write the Coke ad? Dammit Don, even at the end you’ve left me feeling uncertain.
Will I ever know the real Don Draper and how will I go on without you?
Can anyone help me? What did you think of the Mad Men season finale and are there any shows that can replace Mad Men for me?