So, with the beautiful Christmas season comes not so beautiful Hallmark movies. For some reason, both my mother and Mary love the Hallmark channel. I will be minding my own business, walking around the house, and BAM! A Hallmark movie is on.
Those movies are pretty good at sucking me in.
Last week I found myself watching one. I didn't watch all of it. I watched a little over the last half.
While I was watching it I felt incredibly repulsed but was still drawn in by the pathetic story.
I felt so pathetic and worthless and disgusting. When the movie was over, I felt like I needed to punish myself for partaking of such low entertainment.
I hate those movies, I hate them.