I CAN’T WATCH THE BACHELORETTE

JUST A THOUGHT

It’s not because of age restrictions or anything like that.

*overdramatic deep breath*

I can already tell what kind of hoobaloo goobaloo this is going to sound like, and it might even offend a couple of people. Just hear me out.

I can’t watch The Bachelorette for the same reason I don’t watch The Bachelor and didn’t keep up with the wedding for Duke and Duchess of  Sussex (Prince Harry and Meghan Markle)– it’s not my life.

Yep, my reasoning for not keeping tabs on one of the biggest events of 2018 is simply because it is not my life.

Don’t think I’m not happy for them; I am beyond happy for them. They are so incredibly beautiful together, and anyone can see the love they have for each other; I am genuinely excited for them. The Duke and Duchess are going to accomplish great things together, and I can’t wait to hear about them.

However, I didn’t throw a wedding watch party nor wake up at 3am to sit for six hours and watch two people get married. I view them as normal people with normal human emotions and needs who got married and became one.

Anyway, now that I’ve gotten what I wanted to say about that out of the way, I made the decision to not watch The Bachelorette, or any show similar to it, after watching Rachel Lindsay’s season. I had a huge epiphany, I guess you could say– I was way too invested. When her and Peter didn’t end up together, my heart literally broke for five minutes. After spending five minutes being sad for literally no reason, I realized I was way too invested in a decision that had absolutely nothing to do with me. I felt really stupid for letting that show, and any show similar to it, affect me in such a way.

It’s baffling how some people get really invested in decisions made on a reality show and even with just a celebrity. Granted, I do partake in a little internet research when I find out about new celebrity couples, such as Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds or Joey King and Jacob Eldori. I also do some research (mainly images) when I watch a movie and see an attractive guy, such as Michael B. Jordan in That Awkward Moment and Chris Evans in What’s Your Number? However, my research is not stalker level. I’ve read several stories about different crazy fans and celebrities’ houses being broken into.

Celebrities are humans too (yep, even Beyonce), and they either live normal lives or want to live normal lives. Sometimes I see them being smothered by paparazzi, and I just want to give them a hug. I’m sure some of them want the cameras to go away, so they can live a life without attention and tabloids. If I ever met someone deemed a celebrity (even if he or she is a social influencer or YouTuber), I would probably momentarily freak out before making them feel as “normal” and comfortable as possible with my socialawkwardness.

I’m not sure how bad this will sound, but I don’t cry over celebrities’ deaths. I feel incredibly sad, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t cry because they have no relation to me. Also, death is inevitable. There was only one celebrity death I cried over, and it was Robin Williams.

May he rest in peace. May they all rest in peace. May they all receive the normalcy and tranquility they desire.

Those are just my two cents. Who has the other ninety-eight?

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