Suddenly I was watching back-to-back episodes, obsessing over blowout fights in the Hamptons and abhorrent name-calling in Beverly Hills.
The over-the-top-ness of their manufactured, rich-people probs was somehow exactly what I needed to wind down and put my own angst in perspective.
No matter how crappy I felt—or how many hours I spent dissecting my boss’s cryptic emails—at least I wasn’t dating someone who .
Okay, sure, (that were probably commissioned to personally victimize me, just sayin’) found that more than four hours of screen time a day is linked to depression.
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