I get so wrapped up in the stories when I watch my favorite tv shows, sometimes. Occasionally, things get to me, and certain things just make me think - I tend to compare my own life to fictional stories that seem better. Possibly an issue I should look into.
Grey's Anatomy is the show I cannot miss. These latest 3 episodes, with the ferry crash and Meredith almost dying, killed me. Is it sad that I would be upset if a character on a tv show died? I think it's a bit pathetic.
But it's not just that, really. Denny was there trying to help her understand, you know, and it's things like that that get me. I mean, the connection that Denny and Izzie had, the relationship that Derek and Meredith have.... Is that even possible? Does love like that even exist? I don't have anything like that in my life, I honestly don't think I ever have. But I want that. I want that connection, I want love like that.
After Meredith woke up, and Derek was sitting with her, Addison was watching and she mentioned that Derek never really felt that strongly about her. No one has ever felt like that about me, but I wish so badly for something even remotely close to that to happen to me. It just seems like life is a series of ordinary events, ordinary people, ordinary everything. I don't want my life to be boring and ordinary! It makes me feel a bit depressed when I think about it, and I just want something amazing like these fictitious stories I'm so fond of.
I fear nothing extraordinary will ever happen in my life.
It makes me wonder what the point of it all really is, sometimes.
I just want to curl up under the covers and watch movies all night....is it too much to ask that someone be there with me?