Gather Round Children, Grandma Has Something To Say.

Gather round children, grandma has something to say.

I think it’s time to give some of you younger queer folks a real history lesson about what it was like being queer in 2003, which, by the way, is the year society froze in The Last of Us. Back then, you maybe knew one other person who didn’t identify as straight, and if you did, they were ridiculed, isolated, and shamed. You stayed deep in the closet because coming out wasn’t just a “brave” thing to do, it could cost you everything: family, friends, safety, a future.

That’s why the way some of you are reading Dina’s storyline in Season 2 is just wildly underinformed. It shows a lack of empathy and media literacy. You’re applying 2025-level expectations about queer relationships to a setting where that mindset didn’t exist and it makes you sound like impatient, salty whining babies.

Take a second. Breathe. Maybe think about what it’s like for a woman like Dina, someone who puts on a front of confidence but deep down is terrified because she’s in love with her female best friend. Ellie and Jesse are literally the only people she has in the world. There is a lot at stake for her. And let’s be honest here, Ellie is a dumbass sometimes. She’s so emotionally shut off and oblivious that she gives Dina nothing to work with.

Don’t even get me started saying in game Dina would never. No, she wouldn’t because she was a one sided character whose existence only offered help to Ellie. Now she’s multifaceted, with an actual story of her own and you just cannot accept that she has thoughts and feelings of her own.

This is a tv show that this season has seven hours of airtime to fill with mostly just these two characters, drawing it out is a plot point that fits a tv show narrative. Your argument is invalid here.

Seriously, get a clue, shut up, and just watch the damn show. If you’re struggling to see it (and I know some of you do), they will get together in Episode 4. You’re just so used to instant gratification that you can’t recognize a slow burn even when it’s served to you on a silver platter. Not everything has to move at the pace of a TikTok romance.

Jesus Christ, you make things impossible to enjoy sometimes