I’ve binge watched several shows like Breaking Bad, American
Horror Story, and Orange is the New Black and never experienced a sense of postpartum
depression. I don’t get attached to things easily. However, Dawson’s Creek was
a completely different story. It has been almost a week, and I’m still feeling
kind of uneasy. It sounds lame, I know, but I think I might have an idea why.
This semester has been extremely stressful for me. I’ve been
deciding on graduate schools that I will be applying to in the fall, I’m
planning a wedding, and countless family members have been in and out of the
hospital all while I have been a full time student who also works full time. I
have had a lot on my plate. However, in my free time, I always wanted to sit
and do nothing but relax. That is where binge watching came into play.
I always heard about Dawson’s Creek and watched the last
season a little when I was younger, but I never really understood why people
loved it so much. Once I started it, I was hooked. I became emotionally
attached to the character Joey because I identified with her. Watching every
episode was my way of almost living vicariously through her character in order
to escape my hectic life (so in a way, I was doing it for the same reasons that
the reading suggested why we do it). Binge watching let me escape for hours,
and it felt nice to not be worried about something for a little bit.
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