So there’s this thing about me that I wish I could change — just a little bit.
You ever think about things about yourself that you wish you could change? I don’t mean the usual culprits like eating better, exercising more, etc. I don’t even mean the physical changes either like longer hair, a smaller nose or different color eyes. I mean the quirky changes.
This thing I have. I don’t even know what to call it. What happens is when I see any type of emotion on television, it’s a very LARGE chance I’m going to cry over it. I also cry over characters in a book; specifically ones where the character struggles and then comes out better by the end. I also cry when I’m angry or frustrated. No, that’s not you hurting my feelings, that’s me murdering you in my mind and expressing it through my fat, angry tears because you’re not understanding anything I’m saying!
Quirky like that.
My latest and greatest, never fails to make me cry show I always watch, even though I know better… is Grey’s Anatomy. I did not want to like this show! But, when you have those moments where you need something to binge watch that will last for a ridiculous amount of seasons (it just got renewed for season 14), this is the show you watch. I watched ER waaay back in the day and I figured Grey’s would be my medical drama replacement.
**SPOILER ALERT** but not really because they’re all medical stories and I’m saying nothing about the main players so don’t yell at me.
The most recent episode I watched… I should have known! Every week I literally brace myself because I know! I know what my traitorous eyes are going to do but I always say, “This week, I’ll hold them back.” Wrong. This episode started out so good! We go into it knowing this lady is at death’s door okay. She comes into the hospital pregnant, tells the doctors she has cancer and it’s like stage 4 cancer and has been told she has like a year left but she’s carried this baby for 34 weeks now and everything is looking good. So the doctor’s go and do all the necessary tests and come back and tell her that they have to deliver the baby right now because the cancer has turned into an angry monster and they’re afraid for the baby because that woman’s year life span just turned into two months. And this whole time she has her best friend with her, who loves the hell out of her even though she’s kept him in the friend zone but he’s still ready to help her raise this child.
Two months. Okay. We can work with that. The best friend still has hope for her and is happy and excited in the face of this depressing development. So he goes off to the waiting room so they can take her in and do the c-section and she levels with the doctor and asks how likely it is that there wont be complications in the procedure. They’re confident that everything will go fine but they tell her what could possibly go wrong and then she breaks my heart! She tells them that if any complication arrives she wants to sign a DNR (do not resuscitate) form and to tell the best friend she loves him.
Queue that happy music they play during a scene that gets you thinking this whole situation sucks but that music is hope it’ll all be fine. She’ll come out and have two months with her baby.
DO NOT TRUST THE MUSIC! I pretty much lost it at this point because of course the complication happened and the doctors are begging her to let them save her and she’s adamant that she doesn’t want to be saved. I have rivers running down my face wishing I could jump into my screen and yell at that woman even though it’s all fiction. I should have known better but I still subject myself to this emotional torture!
This is getting long so I want to end it by saying that yes, I still cry at Mufasa’s death on the Lion King. I literally can’t help it and if you don’t think that Simba calling for his daddy after watching him fall hundreds of feet to a stampede of animals courtesy of his brother isn’t the saddest thing you’ve ever seen then SHAME!
Do you have any quirky things about yourself that are uncontrollable? Hit me with them in the comments below.