As someone who’s been dumped more times than the Doritos
Locos Taco in toilets across America, my expertise in the realm of
post-break-up remedies can and should be trusted. First and foremost: you don’t need a
boyfriend because you have television. Here
are my top picks for shows to ease the heartache:
This gem on TLC follows individuals with unusual compulsions
like sniffing gasoline or eating drywall.
Sounds fun, right?! RIGHT! This is the reason we watch T.V. after
a break-up—to feel better about our shitty lives by comparison to other
people’s even shittier lives! You have
to go to your sister’s wedding solo now?
Well this chick just ate 17 dryer sheets! Your bed feels like a vast ocean of despair
as you lay alone in it wondering where it all went wrong? At least you’re not in love with fifty
thousand balloons! (Season 4, Episode
7. I could not make that up.)
Guys. It’s hangman. Like, you got this. This is something you can actually solve
(unlike the cipher of your unrelenting heartache) so solve it with gusto! High-five Pat Sajak when you ace the $3,000
Toss-Up! Scour the deep web for whatever
secret potion Vanna White takes to defy the natural aging process! Yell at the idiots for buying an E when the
word is clearly BANANA! BANANA, you
fool! You have a B and two N’s and the
category is Food & Drink! But make
sure you turn it off IMMEDIATELY once the credits run before Jeopardy comes on
or else you’ll feel like a big dumb idiot who no one could ever love because
you don’t know what the Battle of Hastings is or where to find Chelyabinsk on a
map and Alex Trebek will judge you with his cold shark eyes. Cheer up, kid! T H _ R _ A R _ P L _ N T Y M O R _ F I S H I N
T H _ S _ A !
T H _ S _ A !
You’d think a show revolving around marriage and finding
that perfect gown for that perfect day would send you running for the hills
after a breakup, but you’re wrong. Because
bitches be crazy. A typical episode
consists of some bride-to-be trying to snag a designer gown on a microscopic budget
and crying lots of sad human tears when people confront her with basic math
that proves her conquest problematic. In
Act II, she explodes at her Mom who’s financing the whole thing, because when
the woman who forced you from her loins offers to buy you a multi-thousand
dollar dress that you will literally wear for 4 hours, isn’t it custom to yell
in her face? Act III, our bride finds her dream gown but something goes terribly awry
(see: basic math) and she cries MORE SAD HUMAN TEARS! WEDDINGS ARE SO FUN! By the end of the episode, the bridal shop doormats
employees have found a dress that appeases everyone, and they all live happily
ever after! Except not. Because our bride is still the worst and her
mom is still going to get yelled at like 14 more times before her demon spawn
says “I do.” And also because 45% of marriages
in this country end in divorce. Marriage
is for suckers! You’re gonna be
fine! America!
Grief after a break-up can be all consuming, so keeping
sight of your relative insignificance in this vast world can actually serve as
relief—when we realize we’re just another speck on this magnificent planet, our
crappy week doesn’t seem so earth-shattering.
Planet Earth takes us around the globe in hi-def, giving us an inside
look into some of the most breathtaking slices of natural life. We step outside of ourselves and into the
arctic tundra where being sad about our ex won’t cut it! We’ve got bigger things to worry about—like
permafrost! And bigger facts to
learn—like caribou have four-chambered stomachs! There are underwater caves and birds that do
silly dances and great white sharks that pwn seals and NATURE IS MAJESTY! Not like I needed to clarify, but we’re def
talking about the version narrated by SIR David Attenborough and NOT Sigourney
Weaver because Attenborough’s voice is like sweet warm syrup and your heart is
a short-stack of buttermilk pancakes and I guess in this analogy I’m telling
you to eat your own heart? I don’t
know.
Hey, you’re a champion of life. Stick with it. And if your cable goes out, God help us all.
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