Shocked, appalled, etc.

Over the past 10 years, my sincere love for all things Mariah Carey has transitioned from being one of many closeted guilty pleasures to being the essence of my soul. By "all things Mariah Carey" I definitely mean the same 5 songs I repeatedly loop on my Carey Like Mariah Grooveshark playlist. She's what I listen to when I make dinner, she's what I sing in the shower, her performance in Precious had me in tears long before Mo'Nique's character had her Oscar-winning emotional breakdown. I take enormous pride in the extent to which the cadence of her voice has infiltrated my bloodstream and if this is getting creepy I'm not even sorry.

You'll imagine my delight when I heard Mariah's new song on the radio this past spring. She delivered the same power-packed vocals that bring me to my knees each time I hear "We Belong Together", and there was no denying her trademark R&B vibe that makes my whole world feel like a piece of heaven. What was her new song, you might ask? Oh, just her latest single from March 2013 called "The Way" and - what's that? That's not Mariah Carey?

Yeah. This morning I got halfway through Ariana Grande's album until "The Way" started playing and I asked myself, "Hm, what's this Mariah Carey song doing here?" A quick Google search cleared things up/ broke my heart and this is what my face has looked like for the past hour.

THAT'S RIGHT. I HAVE SPENT THE LAST SIX MONTHS THINKING THAT ARIANA GRANDE IS MARIAH CAREY SO I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, CRUEL WORLD.  

Let's be honest though, "Yours Truly" is quickly turning into my new obsession.