It’s time to eat Ben & Jerry’s with streaks of mascara running down your face. There’s a serious, official break-up of a long-term relationship today. It’s over with Netflix and me. I can’t bear the strains of this one-sided relationship anymore. I know, I know, it’s hard to believe; everything seemed so stable from the outside. But there’s more to the story of Netflix and I than you could possibly imagine.
There was once a time when the concept of a world without Netflix seemed dreary, and full of old school cable and infomercials. Netflix was my savior, a beautiful streaming site accessible from countless devices with a grand selection of shows and a low price. But it was too good to be true.
I started having doubts about my relationship when I started college. I was tasked with managing my time in a whole new way. Life became busier than I ever knew it to be. 24 hours was not near enough to time to get everything done that college required, never mind any personal endeavors. I was sleep deprived and weary, and wondered where my free time had gone. I finished my homework, and then hung out with Netflix, who seemed to demand my attention constantly. Sometimes I ended up spending time with Netflix even though I had other things I wanted to do, or needed to do for school. Time felt as if it were working against me.
The semester continued on in this fashion, until, at some point, I was introduced to a new idea. It was simple, so obvious, that I was surprised I never thought of it myself. And, slowly, it began to change how I managed my time. Are you ready?
There is no such thing as not having enough time.
That’s it. It’s that simple. Initially, I feared that this concept was rooted in philosophy and quantum physics, asserting that the space time continuum is not as it seems, or that time is merely perceived by the observer and doesn’t really exist.
Much to my surprise, it was about prioritizing. People that complain they simply don’t have enough time in the day to get anything done usually manage to spend quite a bit of on their smartphones. They seem to find time to watch a few hours of television a day too. It’s not that they don’t have enough time; it’s that they prioritize television and social media over whatever it is that they simply “don’t have time” to do.
I confronted myself, and in a moment of brutal honesty, realized that I was indeed one of those people. I loved learning and being at school, and reading, and writing. And that was when I realized that I didn’t love Netflix. I just thought I did. Throughout our tumultuous relationship, I was unhappy; I was unfulfilled. I knew that my habits needed to change, and that meant saying goodbye.
Still, I was stuck. In high school, I had ditched most of my hobbies to “focus on school”, and coincidentally found the art of binge-watching. I noticed my true passions, reading and writing about life, fiction, and philosophy were put on the backburner, and for what? An extensive knowledge of Supernatural, a television show I would grow out of by college? What was I to do, liberated from my relationship with Netflix?
I’m not saying that it’s bad to watch television or use social media, but there were much more productive ways for me to spend my time in high school and early college that would have resulted in more skills down the road. Even if someone invited me to a Supernatural Trivia Night, I’ve missed so many seasons I would be virtually no help at this point. I came to understand that I have very little self-control regarding Netflix, especially if I’ve a discovered a new show. I’m the kind of person that enthusiastically embraces the age old “everything in moderation” concept, but never gets around to applying it in real life.
So I ended it. If you’re reading this, Netflix, please know that I’m sorry. I believed I loved you once, but at the cost of my own happiness. You didn’t give me what books could; you didn’t treat me the way novels once did. For the past few months, I’ve been ghosting you, and now I kind of have a thing with a blog. It’s time you should know so we can both move on. Farewell, Netflix.