Dear "Grey’s,"
Where do I begin? You have single-handedly gotten me through the better half of my high school career and followed me well into my college years. You are the first thing I turn to when I’m feeling stressed, sad, emotional, sick, bored, tired, etc. You are the only constant in my life that provides me with unending emotional support when I’m feeling like my life is going nowhere, a skewed idea that all doctors are attractive middle-aged men with incredible drive (looking at you, Derek Shepard and Mark Sloan). They never have an input when I start uncontrollably sobbing over life-changing events. I mean, the plane crash episode nearly killed me.
But I think it’s time that we broke up.
As much as you’ve helped me understand what “pushing one of epi” means and given me a mediocre sense of how painful a 48-hour ER shift would be, you’ve also caused me to waste hours upon hours binge-watching episodes. Because how is one supposed to just stop watching midway through Derek and Meredith’s iconic breakup?
"Grey’s" has, more or less, taken over my life since season one.
The number of times that I’ve glanced over at my schoolwork audibly laughed and ditched the work to watch "Grey’s" is a little embarrassing if I’m being completely honest. I would much rather watch Meredith and Christina in the midst of their “dark and twisty” relationship, or watch Alex Karev flirt his way through his internship much more than I want to read about medieval literature or study for Econ.
It’s a slippery slope that anyone that has started (and inevitably finished) the "Grey’s Anatomy" seasons can attest to. The intention is never to lie down and start and finish a series in a matter of a night (guilty), but more often than not, that tends to be the case.
So, "Grey’s," after much debate, I have decided that for the sake of my grades, we need to take a break. Maybe at a different time in my life, we can reconnect and rekindle the emotions that once made me feel so attached to you. But until then, we need a clean break, and that starts today. I want to thank you for the ups (Meredith and Derek working out, Addison finally leaving the show) and the downs (Derek’s death -- enough said). It’s been a great, if not emotionally draining, few years of episodes but I wouldn’t change anything about our intimate relationship. Best of luck to the other viewers you encounter in the future. May they have better luck saying no to you than I ever did.
Sincerely,
A very distraught (and perpetually behind on her work) viewer
