Iâ€™m a serial TV monogamist. Yes, thatâ€™s a thing. When I pick a show on Netflix, and we start seeing each other, I see it through. Iâ€™m a one show girl. When I fall, I fall hard. I am always crying over someoneâ€™s break-up, panicking that someoneâ€™s father is dead, dying,â€”or worse, was dead, and now alive again. One could even say Iâ€™m a bit clingy with my Netflix shows, as Netflix likes to point out by constantly asking,
â€œARE YOU STILL WATCHING?â€
Yes, yes, I am still watching. No, I donâ€™t care if itâ€™s been 6 hours and Iâ€™ve seen that message three times. I am always still watching. You will never catch me not watching Netflix, so you can stop right there. I will only pause to retrieve the big jar of Nutella and a spoon. And occasionally refresh my coffee.
But there comes that time we all dread. When we realize weâ€™re on the last season and that pang of loneliness hits us. And you can prolong the inevitable, you can drag out the last few precious episodes of Gilmore Girls, Dawsonâ€™s Creek, or LOST – but the moment is going to come where after endless hours of love and devotion, itâ€™s just over. You wonâ€™t see Joey and Pacey anymore on that damn creek. Lorelai wonâ€™t be getting coffee at Lukeâ€™s anymore. Youâ€™ll never see that god forsaken haunted island and its smoke monster again. What do you do? Where do you turn?
Luckily, Iâ€™ve had a few rough TV show breakups in my time. After several days of feeling despondent and mumbling to my fiancÃ© how much I â€œmiss my TV friends,â€ Iâ€™ve managed to get back on my feet (okay, couch) and start TV-dating again. Here are a few shows that will help you when you think all is lost.
Betty Suarez waltzed into my heart at a time when I thought there was no more TV for me. I tried other shows and we just werenâ€™t clicking. I thought I had Netflixed all the Netflix. But I kept seeing those glasses and braces pop up on my screen, and finally I hit play. I have shed so many tears of laughter and despair over the Suarez family and MODE magazine – and Iâ€™ll never regret a second of it.
Pretty Little Liars
PLL used to be a shameful secret for me. I had just come out of a deep relationship with Dawsonâ€™s Creek (Read: Pacey) and Netflix kept suggesting this show over and over. Like I would want to watch an ABCFamily drama about four girls trying to figure out who murdered their friend while they are secretly being tortured by a mysterious character only known as â€œAâ€. WAIT A MINUTE – OF COURSE I WANT TO WATCH THAT. I totally realize that this show is aimed at 15-year-olds – but here is how I will comfort you: one of the Liars is played by a 29-year-old. So that makes it okay.
Once PLL was out of the way, I knew I was on a slippery slope TV-wise, but I didnâ€™t care anymore. I had to follow my heart. I tried to stay away from Gossip Girl – I couldnâ€™t fathom watching a show about vapid rich kids on the Upper East Side. Until I did. And then Blair. And Chuck. (#CHAIR) And DOROTA, letâ€™s be honest. I fell for Gossip Girl so hard that I watched all of it in 2013 AND THEN AGAIN in 2014.
My final recommendation is for those of you just not ready to commit again. I understand it can be hard. My one true love, forever and always, is 30 Rock. Liz Lemon and I are soulmates and she keeps me coming back. Pop it on and soon youâ€™ll be lizzing so hard that all of your heartbreak over still not knowing who â€œAâ€ is will just fade away. Just let Liz take care of you for a while and before you know it, youâ€™ll be ready to start again. After my recent parting with Gilmore Girls, Iâ€™m nearly there.
Watch out Netflix, my Nutella and spoon are on standby.