I know there’s going to be a collection of shocked gasps out there but I’m ready for it. Clutch your pearls, ladies. I’ve never seen This is Us. Not one single episode. My Facebook feed fills up every week with my friends all raving about the show and how much they cried and THE FEELS! Me? Totally not interested.
I know this is a great group of actors and I’m sure they’re nailing it in every episode. It’s not that I don’t appreciate a nice hunk of eye candy. (Lookin at you, Milo!) It’s just that I’ve got enough going on in my own life. I’ve got a husband and kids. I read the news. I’ve got all the drama I need already!
Bringing this oddly intertwined group of people into my world just isn’t something I want to do right now. My friends that watch it all talk about how the characters are so real and that it’s like you’re right there in their lives with them, going through everything. And it involves tears every single episode? Ha, no thanks!
If I’m going to cry, there’s a whole world around me full of things to be upset about. I don’t need a bunch of strangers’ fictional troubles to drain me every week. There are a lot of people that enjoy a good cry, but I am not one of them.
If I ever decide that I actually want a good ol’ cathartic cry, I can just pull out Old Yeller. It got me the first time and hasn’t failed to make me cry since. In the meantime, you guys can have fun with Jack and Kevin and whoever else. I’ll just be over here saving a ton of money on tissues.