As I have mentioned previously, I have begrudgingly watched Grey's Anatomy for awhile even though I wasn't really enjoying it. I had just gotten to the point that I always felt horrible after the show was over. Nothing good ever happens on that show and, if it does, it only lasts for 1/2 an episode before some other horrible event transpires. Well, I reached my limit a few weeks ago when that baby died and I took the big step... I deleted it from my DVR schedule and I actually felt pretty darn satisfied about having done it.
Private Practice had begun to go down that road for me too (they just have way to many plot lines that involve kids for my new mommy sensibilities) but I had been trying to stick it out... until last night. I watched this week's episode and had that same dirty feeling afterward that I know from Grey's Anatomy. (Warning! Spoiler Alert! Spoiler Alert!) I mean seriously! Between Dell needing to buy his daughter from her drug addicted mother, Addison considering an affair with the married husband of one of her patients and the straw that broke the camel's back... the crazy patient trying to CUT THE BABY out of Violet because she had decided it was her baby, I am just done. So very done. I can't take it anymore. Those images replay over and over in my head and it is just not good for my mental health. I am sorry Private Practice, you forced my hand - forced my hand to immediately delete you from the DVR as well. Sarah, you will have to recap for me occasionally (leaving out the bad parts of course).
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