For the longest time, ER was the show I cried to all the time. Like, every week. Then, well, ER got boring, and none of the original actors remained, and I stopped watching.

Then I was a social work intern at a hospital, and they were all talking about Grey’s. So I started watching, about 3 episodes in, and I couldn’t stop. And it became, like ER and also Dawson’s Creek (don’t ask) one of those shows that I love and that make me cry. All the time.

The Dead Dad’s Club episode aired before I was part of the dead dad’s club. I remember that I already knew my dad was sick, and wondering if I’d ever be a part of it. And hoping that I wouldn’t.

And then I was.

And now I hate the episodes where there are scenes where someone’s on life support. And where George is dealing with the aftershocks of his dad’s death. And giving speeches about giving his dad his heart if he could have.

They make me cry.