Dear Netflix,
You have been by my side for three years now, and while they have been a blast, I don't think I can commit myself to you anymore. While you are full of so many options, and know just what I need no matter how I'm feeling, you have slowly been sucking up my life for the last few years, and I really need some time to find myself. Sure, you did introduce me to Coach Taylor and the Dillon Panthers, and you helped me find a second mom in Lorelai Gilmore, but there is one thing these characters will never have, they will never be real.
It may be fun to see the world with you, Netflix, but I think it's time for me to see everything beyond my computer screen. I need to live life outside of my living room, yet that is the only place you ever seem to be. I don't even go to the movies anymore because of you. Do you know how much I miss movie theater popcorn? I miss it so much. You have made me feel like the movies are too expensive, too good for me. Well you know what? I deserve to go to the movies. Even though they are much more expensive than you, they are an experience. You, Netflix, are no more than a depressing night alone.
I can't say this is all of your fault Netflix. While you have stayed fairly steady, only changing slightly and with the time, I am only now realizing your toxic presence in my life. I can list so many days where I stayed in my house mesmerized by the show you were putting on instead of getting out of the house and actually living. I can think of so many nights when I lied to my closest friends about being sick, just to spend more time with you. I never thought I would be that girl, but I was, and I can't blame you for that.
While it may seem hard for us now, think of all of the good times ahead for us both. To put it quite simply, you will keep making billions of dollars from other people around the world, and you don't need me as much as I needed you. While you keep growing, so will I. Instead of focusing all of my spare time on you, I might take up a hobby. Who knows? Maybe I will write a show that you will someday display for all of the world, but that day will never come if I don't break up with you today. There is so much more out there for me, and I need the chance to live free of you. It may be hard, but please, know how much you meant to me for such a long time.
I will never forget you, through all of the deaths on "Grey's Anatomy" to the marriage of Chuck and Blair, from Piper Chapman's last day at Litchfield to Rory Gilmore's graduation from Yale, I will always remember your crazy stories. It has been a wild ride, but all good things must come to an end.
Regretfully,
I need my life back
