It's times like this that make me wish that Kimberly McCullough was not the absurdly talented, consummate professional that she is, because if she'd just check out of this story (you know, the way that the writers certainly will once they get bored of it. "A groundbreaking, iconic character? Snooze. What's Spinelli up to?!") and put in a merely competent performance, I probably wouldn't burst into tears at every single word she says and probably wouldn't spend the next few months with puffy, bloodshot eyes and a broken heart.
But no! She has to be fantastic and heartbreaking and there is seriously no way I am going to be able to make it through her exit because seriously, seriously, seriously, my heart hurts already.
Mac: So I'm not old. I just need to get a life?
Robin: That would be nice. It would be nice to see that before I die.
SOB TO THE TENTH POWER!
Robin, dealing with something mysterious and terrifying, went to her bridge to discuss her issues with Stone and I'm not spoiled but...they're going there, aren't they? They're going to kill her off and have it be gut-wrenching and horrible and then Jason will brood some more because God knows we haven't see enough depressed Jason lately and then the story will abruptly shift to another mob war and then Robin will be mentioned once in a while, usually by Mac, until they stop trotting Mac out for even the briefest of cameos. I mean, right? Because Kimberly McCullough IS leaving and General Hospital DOES hate having characters leave Port Charles alive and Robin DOES seem like she's coming to terms with her inevitable death (although it also seems like she's completely resigned to it. Shouldn't Robin be more of a fighter? Or has Maggie stolen all of the town's feistiness? She races kids around the hospital in wheelchairs, guys, she is cah-razy! And haha, she called Robin a battle axe to Patrick--what a meet-cute that was, amirite? Where was I? Oh, right, Robin. That seems like the kind of attitude one would have after months of grappling with impending doom, not after a few days and at the start of a story. But expecting actual pacing from this writing staff is a lost cause).
I think I just sprained something jumping to conclusions, but this is GH, so going with the most predictable of all outcomes seems like the safest bet. Anyway! Back to Robin and her uncanny ability to make me weep.