There are two reasons I stopped watching Grey's Anatomy.
Now before I continue with this post, I just want to say Im not a lover OR a hater of the show. I just stopped watching.
It always made me cry, and it always enhanced the fear I wrote about here. The crying, it didnt bother me too much. But mixed in with the fear of losing someone I love, or putting off some unusual symptom only to find out I might die too young - somehow it became too much for me to handle. (ok, the storylines got a little blah, too).
It might be the same reason I stopped watching House. And ER, once upon a time. And why I wont watch that new Jada Pinkett Smith nursing show. And why I even stopped watching Scrubs, now that I think about it.
I made the mistake of turning on my Netflix for Wii, and seeing Grey's Anatomy Season 5 in my instant queue. I dont even remember adding it. But I sat down, and hit play. Three episodes later, I texted my sister to share my new knowledge as to why I abruptly stopped watching Grey's. She said "worrying will give you cancer."
Could be true.
I know, Im weird. But if you knew me, you would know that Im not a worrywart. Or hypochondriac. I just have this feeling, this completely weird feeling that there just has to be something wrong with me. Yet I put off going to the doctor, because I dont have health insurance. Then I put off getting health insurance because I dont have the money for it (I know, bad decision. I know. So you dont need to comment on it).
Watching the show is different this time though. I dont cry over the horrible love story thats been going on for way too long (Im not a Meredith fan). I dont cry because someone has an unrequited love for someone else. I cry because Im so f'ing afraid that something unfair is going to take me away from the people I love too soon.
So I shut it off after the 3rd episode, brought the boyfriend some leftover chinese food on his break, kissed him a few extra times for good measure, came home, bawled my eyes out for reasons I dont know, ate a bowl of ice cream...and now Im going to shop for health insurance.
Because 30 & 3/4 is too young to worry, and worrying might cause wrinkles, and Im too young for wrinkles, too.
I'm not getting married, or having a baby...but I can still have a blog, right?
No worrying. No wrinkles. No more bawling. Easier said than done, no?
ReplyDeleteI hate that worrying. It sucks.
ReplyDeleteI cry my eyes out too. Life is just too unfair!
Sometimes you just need a good cry. I normally do it in the shower. With the iHome turned up real loud. And then say I got sopa in my eyes when The Man asks why my eyes are red.....
ReplyDeleteI stopped watching Grey's because I hated how they would show two new episodes followed by two to three weeks worth of reruns. I hated that. It made the season feel like it was forever long, so I quit watching. I had intended to just rent the seasons on my Netflix when they came out, but I never got around to it. Nowadays, I don't even bother trying to catch up.
ReplyDeleteI have never watched Grey's. For the very same reason :)
ReplyDeleteI actually totally understand this. Don't worry, it never helps anyway.
ReplyDeleteOK, first of all PLEASE change the damn tag words from red back to blue. You know red on black sucks. Next, welcome to 30 & 3/4. Growing up can be as hard to accept as being responsible. You now have someone who you care for and who cares for you other than us family folk. Making sure you will be there for him (and us) in the long run shows how you really can be. I've been really proud again of the way you have changed your life for the better. Keep going in the direction you are and it will pay off. By the way, I think Kaiser is pretty good! Love ya.
ReplyDeleteI love the show but I know what you mean. I find myself crying sometimes with the storylines and then worried about getting sick.
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