Showing posts with label drug addiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drug addiction. Show all posts

Monday, August 31, 2009

As Seen on TV

Another night, another episode of Hoarders. This is certainly the latest gem in my DVR crown-- I'm stockpiling episodes alongside More to Love, Intervention and Top Chef: Las Vegas. My only hope is to get through it before the next season of The Biggest Loser starts.

I guess I am supposed to feel guilty about that--about how much money my parents spent on my private school education and how they struggled to send me to college so that I could have more opportunities than they did. But here's the thing: I can't fight what I like. And boy, I have tried. I denied myself the first season of Rock of Love. And it's not like I'm watching Kim and Khloe Take Miami.

The fact is, a lot of what I watch has to do with who I am. My boyfriend John said once that my DVR is filled with shows about food, losing weight or addiction. I think that's what he said- I was knee deep in True Life: Return to Fat Camp.

Let's take a look at my must-see TV. There's the weight loss/fatty shows, like More to Love, The Biggest Loser and Dance Your Ass Off. In fairness, DYAO only held my attention for a week or two (those outfits-- it seemed exploitative!). But the truth is, I've lost upwards of 65lbs since college. I've maintained a weight loss since 2004, and I weigh less now than I did in the 6th grade. Yes, it's true. More than twenty pounds less, and I have much better hair. So I heavily (ahem) identify with these shows.

Ditto Intervention and Celebrity Rehab. I have not had a drink since June 4, 2006, and I know how hard it can be, so I find it fascinating to watch. When I can't give myself credit, I can see how hard it actually is for other people and think- wow, I did that too. Go me.

Hoarders, I mean, that shit is just fascinating. It's insanity. But I did develop more than $26,000 in credit card debt at one point in my life, hiding massive piles of bills in a Ziploc in a drawer, and then paid it off penny by painful penny. And to accumulate that much debt I mean-- that's insanity right there. So I get it.

I watch the Real World because I was a drunken moron in college (though without the washboard abs or bisexual curiosity), The Office because my life was a Dilbert cartoon until I got laid off in May, and Mad Men because while I actually was Peggy Olson (she's even from Bay Ridge!), I really want to be Joan Holloway.

Basically, I watch TV because I am a total narcissist. And now, I've started a blog.