I’m often asked if I’m living the “Sex and the City” life in New York. I can’t answer “no!” fast enough. Those women are a Grade A mess. I watched the entire series in my early 20s and liked it then, but I cannot even stomach it now. They just do the same dumb things over and over.
Sitcoms, dramas and reality shows make me want to scream at the TV more than when I watch the Mariners or Vikings blow another game. Ted Mosby, YOU are the problem! Good grief, Ross and Rachel, get it together!
My therapist told us that until we identify and fix our relationship tendencies, we’re doomed to make the same mistakes over and over. She said some couples just stay together anyway. You can spot them a mile away. They’re the ones having coffee at Denny’s just reading the paper or playing with their phones, avoiding interaction of any kind. Some fight all the time. Some have a pattern of breakups. You get the idea. None are healthy.
So yeah, when I try to watch “Real Housewives” of anywhere or even “American Idol,” all I see are people who never went to therapy and are desperate for attention. That’s not entertainment. That’s sad.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.