As I said in last week’s post, I don’t think someone who has stopped caring and hurting and being overly emotional is doing the wrong thing or can be labeled sociopathic. In OUR world, yes, that’s a strange thing to see. But when’s the last time you decapitated someone? In the world of The Walking Dead, that’s a daily occurrence. When’s the last time you went out for groceries and thought you were probably kissing your family goodbye for the last time? That’s what it’s like in their world. When’s the last time a loved one died and you rushed over to knife them in the skull so they wouldn’t return? This isn’t our world anymore. We can’t apply our rules of behavior and what is normal and what isn’t to this world. Carol is the new normal. Leaving the thoughts of Sophie behind as “someone else’s slideshow,” she’s broken from her past, emerged a new woman that, as she says to Rick, she doesn’t necessarily like, but realizes is a necessity if she’s going to survive. “You don’t have to like what I did, Rick — I don’t — you just have to accept it.”
We need to remember how many times we’ve seen Carol on her own: almost never. She’s in the background, or part of the group, or reassuring someone, or rocking Judith, or in the RV helping Andrea deal with losing her sister, or in the prison talking to a returned Andrea and trying to talk her out of returning to the Governor. She’s almost never alone. But the one time we see her on her own — last week after Tyreese walks away — she loses it for a moment, does something stupid by knocking over the water barrel in her anger and frustration, and cries and mourns the world she’s lost. And then she quickly composes herself, rights the water container, and once again actively goes back to being that calm, reasonable person.