I love it.

All the stupid fights about nothing in particular. All the "he said" "she said." All the nonsense that ensues when everyone has a little too much to drink. And especially the crazy interviews and reunions. Those are my favorite part.

I know terrible things are going on the world. But it's important to me that I know who Bethenny Frankel is currently feuding with. Or if Jax and Brittany are going to get engaged. I NEED TO KNOW.

And why do I? Because I'm sad and lonely and have nothing better to do and would rather not text back my friend who has been pestering me to go out because going out is super hard right like going through my closet and actually getting on that tight pair of jeans and did I mention that going out means I would have to be an adult and feed myself before I go I'M JUST NOT READY FOR ALL THAT OKAY.

So instead of dealing with the absolutely insane and scary place that we call the real world, I turn to Bravo. The people on these shows fight the fights I can never fight. They laugh the laughs I want to laugh. They throw drinks at each other and flip tables and take their clothes off without a second thought. I am simultaneously jealous of them and happy for good things that come their way. I want their world to implode because mine constantly does, but I also want them to have the time of their lives because I am not. I want everything and nothing for them.

Reality TV can be likened to garbage. And I get it. But isn't there something fascinating about watching people in a confined space being filmed as they deal with all their baggage colliding? It's a science experiment in the human condition. Why not be your own psychologist and watch?

Also, we forget that the people on these shows are exactly that — people. So why must we tear them apart and the shows they are a part of? I say we all need a little reality TV in our lives. Just like how life wouldn't be as sweet without some sugary treats, so it goes with reality TV. Yea it's bad, but it's also so so good.