I love my real family, I really do. I have two lovely parents, three amazing (if occasionally slightly annoying) little brothers, a dog, three cats, five fish, a frog and a tortoise (we like animals, okay – get over it). But try as I may, my real blood related family will never be my ‘real’ family. My ‘real’ family live inside a glass box in my sitting room, and in a smaller glass box in my room,and occasionally, if I’m bored, in an even smaller hand held glass box that I keep in my pocket. They are, of course, my TV family.
I think my TV family all started, as most things in my life did, with Friends. Whenever I got sick as a child (which was quite a lot), I would watch Friends solidly from the second I woke up to the second I fell asleep and it would be the only thing in the world that could make me feel better and make me feel safe.
Two years ago today, I had an operation that changed my life. I’m not going to go into details about it because I find it hard to talk about and also you clicked on this article hoping to hear about TV and not about some strange English girl’s sob story, but the operation left me in a lot of pain which I have been in ever since. I’ve tried really hard to get to a stage where I can talk properly to people about my pain, but after two years, I’m sad to say I’m still not there. I get so shy and end up telling everyone everything’s all fine and scurrying back up to my room, even though obviously everything is not all fine.
A lot of things have helped over these two years – my family, craft, my dog and most recently, HelloGiggles – but the thing that has helped most of all has been TV. I fully well know it sounds stupid because TV is ‘bad for you’ and gives you square eyes, but I honestly think that among other things, TV has saved my life these past few years. And so I’m dedicating my next few HelloGiggles pieces to the characters that I will forever and always consider my TV family, beginning with my TV parents.
My TV Mum: Lorelei Gilmore from The Gilmore Girls: To any Gilmore Girls fan (and come on, admit it, who isn’t a Gilmore girls fan?) this wont come as much of a surprise. I wanted to pick someone really surprising and quirky for my TV mum but try as hard as I might to be original, it’s always going to come back to Lorelei. I’d always dabbled in the Gilmore Girls and watched it whenever it was on, but it wasn’t until I watched all 7 seasons in the space of about two weeks that I realized how magical it truly is. Lorelei is the perfect mum because she is completely and utterly not perfect. She lets Rory eat so much junk food it’s literally impossible to watch the show without getting hungry, watch more TV than even I watch and she is probably far too close to her daughter and would be criticized by every therapist of the face of the earth, but despite all this, she is the most wonderful, creative, balanced and amazing mum that TV has to offer. She’s the perfect example of how you don’t have to do everything perfectly, normally or by the book to do it right.
My TV dad: Dr. Paul Weston from In Treatment: Okay, so this one isn’t quite so obvious. Paul isn’t exactly the cuddly bag of fun that you might dream of in a dad but seriously, if you had a problem, this guy could sort. you. out. If you don’t count his personal life, Paul is like the therapist that everyone dreams of but who actually only exists in 20 minute long HBO episodes. He can solve every problem, every trouble on your mind and will tell you things about yourself that you never even knew. He will sort out your life, make you cry like a baby and give you a huge confidence boost and all in just 20 minutes. Sure this isn’t what everyone looks for in a great Dad but I’m thinking if I had Lorelei for the fun times and Paul for the hard times I’d be pretty much sorted for life.
If you also have an imaginary TV family leave a comment so we can compare and next week I will be writing about my TV siblings…