My name is Angel.
And I’m a reality TV addict.
I’m in recovery now. I haven’t watched a reality TV show for three seasons. And it’s hard. It’s real hard. Especially when my friends on facebook talk about the American Idol theme song giving them chills and the girl from Tennessee, and the one who rode the Aeroplane. It’s hard.
Yeah, I’ve dabbled in them all. Dancing with the Stars, American Idol, The Biggest Loser, Big Brother, but my show of choice would have to be Survivor. I was hooked on Survivor for years. Never missed a show. Never. I started pushing my family away because of it. It was before DVR and I would tell them “Don’t call me or come around on Thursday nights from 7:00-8:00”. Nothing, I mean nothing, was more important to me than Tribal Council.
One season, I was watching 3 reality shows at once. Survivor, DWTS, and AI. Hours and hours of my life spent living vicariously through other people.
Then I just gave it up. Went cold turkey. Something had to give. With reality TV, my family wasn’t getting fed, laundry piled up, windows didn’t get scrubbed. Oh, wait, that doesn’t happen still.
(hanging head in shame) But today, I had a relapse. I’d been hearing people talking about “Pants on the Ground”. Everybody, all around me, that’s all I hear. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I had to know. I HAD to experience it for myself.
That’s my story…..it’s sad, but true.
God Grant Me the Ability
To Refrain from Reality TV Shows
Strength to change the channel
And to Get my Windows Scrubbed.
RTVA, I’m not only a member.
I’m also the President.