I haven’t gotten End-of-a-Good-Anime syndrome since…
I guess since Code Geass, so not that long ago.
But,
For me, I think the feeling is akin to going abroad,
making friends who are from all over the world and
having a lot of fun, but then leaving, knowing you
probably won’t see them again (thus describes my
experience in Spain).
There’s a real empty feeling that pervades your chest
cavity. The people you met were so full of character
and life. Leaving them is like a trip into a bog, away
from the brilliance of day into a torpid mess of
mundanity.
You took pictures on the trip, they provide comfort,
but without the voice, without the color, essentially,
without the soul behind the images, they offer little.
so essentially, you are left with just
You.
There’s nothing you can really do to change that. You
can dwell in memories, but what pleasure does it bring
to keep going back to the same moments, replaying them
again and again through your head?
And oh! Imagine the horror of you going back and re-living
the experience with the memories you have now. You would
eternally epitomize the word “Douche-Bag.” You would ruin
all the good parts for yourself. You would react differently,
knowing the outcome of every situation, and the magic is
lost because the mystery is solved, every time, conflict
resolved so naturally.
so what can you do?
except.
Move on, remember that you had good memories of the
experience, but don’t dwell upon them for too long.
And this, ladies and gentlemen,
is what I call The End-of-a-Good-Anime Syndrome
Examples (in no particular order):
















