I used to be hooked on Coronation Street, it beats B and B for number of episodes! I never "went back" for some reason after Larry died. I'd quit watching all telly in his final weeks because any noise bothered him. Funny, I was addicted for sure then, but have zero interest in it now. Larry had no time for Corny, as I used to call it!
Another frustrating 10 min appt with my shrink. He wants me to try some trans dermal doo dad that you order on line, a home version of trans cranial magnetic stimulation. Sounds like something out of "Sleeper" to me and not fun like the orgasmatron!
I dunno, I'm tired out talking about my miserableness. Just gotta get on with things.
At least I can cover the minimum of daily stuff, I'm not in a depressed heap in bed like I used to be, compounded by drinking. I'm not going back. I'll try and eke out some moments, like I like some tv shows. That's ok for now.