My parents like telling the following story: When I was young, my mother would sit me in front of the television to feed me. During the actual shows, I wouldn’t pay attention–I’d just run around. Once the commercials came on, however, I was mesmerized, and my mother was able to feed me.

That’s not the case anymore.

So what better way to introduce myself than by a little run-down of my favorite shows:

1. Six Feet Under
This is, hands down, my favorite television show. This show about a family running a funeral home sucked me in from the impact of the first death of the first episode: the father, Nathaniel Fisher. His son, Nate, the one that managed to get away from the family, comes back home to help out his family. And that’s where it all begins.

I was sucked into the depressing yet, at times, hopeful, lives of the Fisher family. They attempted to work through their issues, both successfully and not quite so, which made me look at myself and where I was going. Never has a show made me grow so much.

And, to this day, this series has the best series finale that I’ve ever seen, and, yes, I’ve watched The Sopranos finale, too. I’m not going to spoil it for you, but I will tell you that it had me in fully satisfying tears.

2. Gilmore Girls
Rory Gilmore and I grew up together: we both applied to colleges together (though I wasn’t as ambitious as she was: she got into Yale and Harvard, and I was sadly rejected from NYU), we both were journalism majors and dreamt of reporting and writing, and we both graduated from college unsure of what was next. Portions of her mother’s, Lorelei, love life, related to mine: when she was unsure, when she was ready, when she was utterly heartbroken.

It’s the only show that i can watch all the time. When I’m reading or writing, I pop in any disc of any series for background noise. It’s the show I turn to when I’m going through a tough time, my comfort show.

3. Friday Night Lights
I’ve never really cared for football (I went to my first and only football game with my boyfriend and I was sick.) but somehow, Friday Night Lights made me care about it a little more. My high school never had a football team, but I found myself rooting for the Dillon hometown team. I felt anxious as the Panthers played their games, the thrill of their wins, the disappointment of their loses.

Don’t get me wrong, though, while it’s about a football team, it’s not just about football. It’s about high school, growing up, becoming who you are, and all of those wonderful phases of life that I still feel like I’m going through.

I can’t even count how many times I’ve cried while watching the show.

I know this doesn’t look like your typical top-five list, but it’s hard for me to peg down favorites. I hesitate to call Friday Night Lights one of my favorites because I finished watching the show three months ago.

What all three shows have in common is incredibly well-thought characters (Gilmore Girls to a lesser extent than the other two) and relatable plots. And, most importantly, the ability to make me cry: a sign of any good television show.

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