For those of you who don't know me very well, I used to be a huge TV addict. My tv-binging habits reached their peak in my last couple of years of high school. It got to the point where I couldn't feel anything unless it was triggered by a show. Perhaps not the healthiest diet, I know. But it was what I knew. In fact, my TV addiction lead me to meet some wonderful people from all over the world, many of whom I'm still close with today. (Shoutout to my lovelies; they know who they are!)

These days my fangirlish obsessions revolve around a silly British boyband of silly dumb boys. Between that, uni and work, I don't have much time for TV. (No seriously, I spend all my free time reading One Direction fanfiction, I'm the coolest kid ever.) But a couple of months ago I started watching Finding Carter.

Kathryn Prescott is the reason I started. She plays the main character, Carter, a girl whose world is turned this way and that when she learns she was abducted at three years old and her mum is not her actual mother. You might recognise her from Skins, where she played Emily Fitch, adorable munchkin and twin sister to "Katie Fucking Fitch", played by Meg Prescott.

Carter is quite different from Emily. In fact, I see more parallels between Carter and Katie, in some aspects. But Kathryn does a mind blowing job and tugs at my feels and tear ducts every episode. She also puts on a pretty fucking fantastic American accent, too. Props to you, m'dear.

My favourite thing about the show is the complex relationships. Each character is so multi-layered in a way that's not as common as it should be on popular television. In addition to Carter, I also love Taylor, her (non identical) twin sister, played by Anna Jacoby-Heron. Kathryn seems to like playing twins, it seems! (Same, gurl. Same.) The sisters seem to have a love-hate relationship that's never ever dull. I find myself squealing when they do sister-y things (wearing identical bday dresses!) but I also find myself heavily invested in both of their issues. Think it sucks to be the girl who was abducted and then found? Think of her sister. Fuuuuuck, that's crazy.

The whole family has so many dynamics happening all at once. There's Elizabeth, Carter's real mother and tough cop with a heart of squish. Also Grant, younger brother and replacement child after Carter went missing. (He's pretty ace.) I can't for the life of me remember the name of the father, which I could Google, yes, but I guess that's an indicator of how much I care about his character. Alright, that's mean. But true.

Carter's "mum", also known as her abductor, is an interesting one. I got the feeling in the first few episodes that we were supposed to be rooting for her to get Carter back and restore their freakish sibling-like relationship, but as the episodes roll by and I get to know the Wilson family more and more, I want that bitch gone. Fuck off, crazy psycho. I get the impression that's how I'm supposed to feel. :)

I could say a lot more, but I don't want to spoil anyone. Just go watch it already and then come and feel things with me okkk?

All in all, Finding Carter makes my Wednesdays a lot more lovely. I think you should watch the first episode.


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