full house

so i figured my life out. basically, i watched full house everyday, sometimes twice a day, since i was like 4 years old, or maybe earlier. somehow in there their way of life was engrained in my head. so dj is like my hero i guess. i dont know, the point is that everytime i have watched full house in the last two years i usually find myself tearing up at the end of the episode. yes, i should not be proud of this, it is indeed quit pathetic. however, i figured out that it is just because in some weird way every episode has already taken place in my life. i know im be totally retarded rightnow, but i think its true.
how dissapointing is it that you figure out your life is based on a tv show? a really poorly performed one at that?