Shameless Spiral

Hello, I’m Alyssa, and I’m an addict.

I know I’ve been MIA for a bit, but I have a really good reason. (See the above sentence.)

They say that the first step is to admit you have a problem, but I don’t see how watching eight-ish seasons of Shameless in less than a week is a problem. Wait, maybe that’s what all addicts say just before they take another hit…

If you haven’t watched this show yet and you like shows that are equally frustrating, cringe-worthy, funny, and gritty, then hop on Netflix and get your Shameless on.

I have seen a couple episodes of the U.K. Version, and I had seen ads for the U.S. version of the show, and everyone told me I should watch it, but typically, when someone tells me “You just have to!” I feel the need to yell back, “Fuck off!” If only I had known that this is the very sentiment of the show.

As a white mostly middle class American woman, I don’t really have a lot in common with the indigent circumstances of the Gallagher family. But, the self-destructive behavior and the tendency to take on much more than I should are both qualities that I share with these characters. Well, that and a proclivity to use the word “fuck” in nearly every form and in every conversation.

It’s probably why I fell into it as hard as I did.

What better way to spend winter break than to do so watching the crazy, fucked up antics of a family with six kids headed by a narcissistic, drug-riddled, scam artist alcoholic patriarch?

If you have one, by all means, do that. I’m going to feed my addiction by continuing my shameless Shameless spiral.