What Day Does This Is Us Come On

Okay, let's get real for a sec. Remember This Is Us? The show that made us ugly cry every week?

The one with Jack Pearson and his amazing abs? (Don't lie, you remember those).

But Seriously, What Day Was It On?

That’s the question haunting my late-night thoughts. Was it Tuesday? Wednesday? My brain is a tangled mess of flash-forwards and slow cooker tragedies.

I swear, I used to plan my entire week around it. Dinner had to be prepped. Wine had to be poured. Tissues needed to be strategically placed.

But the actual day? My memory is failing me. It's like a Pearson family secret.

My Unpopular Opinion: It Doesn't Even Matter Anymore

Here's a confession: I think we're all better off not knowing. Hear me out!

Think about it. This Is Us induced so much emotional turmoil. Remembering the day just brings it all flooding back.

Do we really want to relive the collective heartbreak? I, for one, am not ready.

The Trauma Was Real, People

Every episode was an emotional rollercoaster. One minute, we were celebrating Randall's success. The next, we were sobbing over Jack's fate.

And let's not forget Kate's struggles! We felt every single one of them, deeply and personally.

So, maybe forgetting the day of the week is a defense mechanism. A way to protect ourselves from future heartbreak.

Maybe It Was All a Dream?

Okay, I'm exaggerating. Probably. But a small part of me wonders if I hallucinated the entire series.

Did This Is Us actually happen? Or was it just a very elaborate, very sad dream I had for six years?

Perhaps it’s better to leave it as a beautiful, hazy memory. A shared experience filled with tears and family drama.

The Real Answer (Probably Tuesday)

Fine, I'll admit it. Deep down, I suspect it was Tuesday. Tuesday night television just has a certain ring to it.

But I'm still sticking with my original statement. The day doesn't matter.

What matters is the impact the show had on us. The conversations it started. The tears we shed.

Let's Just Agree to Disagree

So, whether you remember it being Tuesday, Wednesday, or even Thursday, let's agree to disagree. Let's just move on.

Let’s cherish the memories (or repress them, depending on your coping mechanism).

And maybe, just maybe, avoid rewatching it for a few years. Our tear ducts need a break.

Seriously, my eyes are still recovering.

Because let's be honest, knowing the day of the week won't bring back Jack Pearson. It won't fix Kevin's issues.

And it definitely won't make us any less emotionally vulnerable. So let's just embrace the mystery.

Let’s let This Is Us fade into the recesses of our minds, a bittersweet memory of a time when we were all a little more connected, a little more emotional, and a lot more invested in the lives of the Pearson family. Because who are we kidding? We were all basically adopted into that family, whether we wanted to be or not.