So it’s been only a few weeks into the new season and I am already let down by the former Golden Globe Winner for Best Television Drama, Grey’s Anatomy. My relationship with Grey’s began to falter back in 2006 when actor Isaiah Washington left the show. I in no way am condoning his behavior, but watching his character’s relationship with Cristina became a highlight of my week. Ever since his dismissal, I have not cared for any love interest that has been thrown Cristina’s way.

Like any devoted tv fan, I tuned in September 24 for the season premiere of Grey’s, and to say I was disappointed is an understatement. First of all, I pity any show that I watch after The Vampire Diaries, because any show lacking in creepy vampires will just be lackluster. But nonetheless, I attempted to give Grey’s an unbiased chance. My first problem with their sixth season happened in the first five minutes when executive producer/creator/writer/Grey’s God/ Shonda Rhimes decided to kill off my favorite character since day one, George O’Malley. If there is one thing that is guaranteed to make me mad, it’s getting rid of the reason why I primarily watch a program. So of course I was heartbroken, but in all fairness, I accepted the fact that Katherine Heigl is immortal in Grey’s land and continued to watch. But week after week of Izzie’s “woe is me” routine, I’m getting sick of the recycled storylines and lack of George.

I’m sorry Grey’s, but I’m afraid it’s finally time for us to part ways. These last four years have been stellar, but I’m afraid things haven’t been working out. I wish you all the best in the future, although I’m guessing you won’t be around much longer. Adieu. Adieu.