Confessions Of A Rom-Com Addict.

Ok, by you, I mean me. I’m sick. And I feel like a mix between Kathleen Kelly in You’ve Got Mail and, I don’t know, like, a water buffalo or something. I know, I know, it’s been WEEKS since I posted here. Not that anyone cares, but, you know, I care.

So, what am I on about? that’s the thing- I don’t really know. But I DO know that I am horribly sick at the moment (aka I have a fever and chills and I hate it- I’m not bedridden or anything) and the romcom scene that keeps coming to mind is the one in You’ve Got Mail where Meg Ryan is sick. The only problem is, i can’t find the movie anywhere, and I can’t even find the scene itself on YouTube. Am I making it up??

If my memory serves me right, and I’m sure it does because, I mean- it’s Meg Ryan, come on- the leading lady was no less cute or lovable when she was sick. I, like I mentioned before, feel more life a water buffalo than Meg Ryan. What does that mean? I’m not exactly sure. Ask me when I’m not sick anymore.

All I know for sure is that tomorrow, while im stuck on the couch, eating buttered noodles and watching my church service online, I will also be on a mission to find, and watch, You’ve Got Mail. I remember loving it. I remember thinking it was the best. I know for a fact that Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan in a Nora Efron movie is unbeatable. I just. Have. To. Find. IT. Any help would be appreciated : )

This post, by the way, is going in a new blog category labeled “rants”, because that’s really all this is.

Not only do I feel sick like Kathleen Kelly, I also feel sick like Anne Hathaways character in Modern Love (found on Prime Video), a devastatingly real look into love and life in the 21st century. Her character, unlike me, has Bipolar Depression. However, like me, her character spends big chunks of time in depressive episodes- that was me like, this whole week. I did nothing but sleep and lay around feeling sorry for myself. Oh, and I also walked my dog in the craziest outfit ever and managed to see NINE people I know and almost cry during each and every conversation.

so, what’s the point?

All that to say- I’m sick. Not just in one way, but in many. Instead of feeling bad about myself, though, as I clearly have for the past six paragraphs, I’m going to remind myself that I’m a human. I mean, even the perfect, airbrushed, unattainably amazing leading ladies of many of my favorite romcoms have breakdowns from time to time- why shouldn’t I, as a less than perfect, real human being, allow myself to do the same?

I will pick myself back up. I will let my body rest while it needs to, and then I will ask for help, like Anne Hathaway’s character in Modern Love (and in Princess Diaries- a comfort watch of mine- for that matter). I will continue to march forward and become a better version of myself as I’m sure the leading ladies of so many romcoms do. I would be able to come up with their names if I weren’t so exhausted.

So, thanks for reading my rant. I actually hope that nobody did- it’s a bit embarrassing. But, I’ve committed myself to posting on this blog in 2026, and over a week in, I just had to start somewhere.

Happy New Year <3

xoxo

Abigail