I received some bad news this week. To most, this may seem silly or dumb, but to me this was momentarily Earth shattering. Wednesday night, Psych announced this would be the last season. Five episodes left, and they’re done.

I cannot express how much this hurt. I have followed a show since day one, and I wasn’t even sure I would like it. It originally followed Monk, which was a hard show to follow. I loved Monk, and Psych looked a little too goofy for me. Oh, was I wrong.

I’ve wanted to review Psych or at least talk about my favorite episodes for awhile, but it never felt right. I hold it so close to my heart that it’s hard to put into words. I never felt that I could express why this show is so awesome or why it means so much to me.

Therefore, I’m writing my love letter to Psych. I can’t write this after the final episode because I will be a bumbling mess, and sometimes you have to ram an issue head on and never look back. I hope you enjoy what the show means to me…

• It always makes me laugh. Unless you know me well, this isn’t easy. Psych never lets me down, and it always cheers me up. I have rewatched every episode dozens of times, and I laugh every time. There’s no rhyme or reason to it – sometimes it’s a facial expression, sometimes a one-liner, or even a nickname for Gus. The show isn’t afraid to be silly, and it embraces randomness. We need to laugh often, and Psych brings me happiness in the darkest times.

• It’s my escape. I’m a full-time everything and work a lot. I seldom have free time, much less undisturbed alone time. Psych is that for me. I don’t want to be talked to or interrupted; that’s my hour to lose myself and relax. I binge watch to get lost and go to a place that’s simple and familiar. I can shut out the rest of the world and not think.

• It speaks to my generation. So few shows aim at my age group, and the ones that do are very nichey. Psych covers everything from horror movies to wrestling to 80s movies to 90s pop culture. It’s almost impossible to get every reference, and you can rewatch them and pick up new ones. My favorites are the tributes to horror movies (Tuesday the 17th, The Devil in the Upstairs Bedroom, Here’s Lassie, etc.), and I’m not ashamed to say I have watched Tuesday the 17th every Tuesday the 17th since the episode aired, no matter what.

• It’s love. When you truly love something, you should show it. I have a pillow, hoodie, two sets of PJs, slippers, bobble heads, two pineapples, etsy models, all seasons on DVD, and a shirt. Most of those were gifts, but my friends and family know that Psych is a straight path to my heart. I’m mildly obsessed and proud of it.

With that said, I will miss the show terribly, but I will always cherish it. Psych has made me laugh, cry, and scream for joy. I want to thank the cast and team who made a great show – one that I have looked forward to for the last eight years. I wish the cast and crew all the best, and hope they continue to brighten up the world. It is with a heavy heart that I say goodbye, but as Chaucer said, “There is an end to everything, to good things as well.”