Damn medical TV dramas. I don't know if its my horomones playing tricks on me again, or the fact that I am now more sensitive to issues involving children since I am a mother myself, but crying over a TV shows really annoys me. Yet week after week I find myself glued in anticipation to the set to see whether the Dad choses to die with his daughter or watch the mother grieve over the death of her 7 year old.
I mean, I used to watch ER all the time and never shed a tear. I maybe got teary-eyed once during the episode where they played that Brother Iz song 'Over the Rainbow' and did flashbacks of Dr. Green dying in Hawaii, but never broke down in hysterical sobs followed by a night of depression and unwanted images of me holding my dead son in my arms!!!
I've been a faithful Grey's Anatomy fan since its inception and have easily walked the line of emotional reactions, clearly knowing the difference between fiction and reality. But now all of a sudden week after week of baby/parenting episodes on Private Practice revs up my maternal emotions. All I can see on the screen are images my imagination projects of me in the position of the parents (characters!) who are often in very far stratched scenarios in the first place mutter through (fake) emotional turmoil. The people on the screen are actors. The stories are NOT REAL! My son is never going to die of the Measles, but there I am crying through commercial breaks.
My husband gets mad and asks why I watch these shows. He reiterates they are not real people or situation. Duh, I know that! It's just the thought of my in the situations that break me down. I'm pregnant and scared, damn it, I tell him between sobs. Just shut up and hold me.
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