Stone Cold Steve Austin answered a tweet I sent him, which sent me over the edge into Thrillsville, but I'm getting... like postpartum depression at the moment passing?
I'm just struggling with anxiety and depression period these days.
I'm getting back into wrasslin' and my question to Captain Broken Skull, and my question period, is: why does wrestling get such a bad rap? What is so taboo or lowbrow about it? What is there to be looked down upon? From conversations with haters, here's what I have gathered:
- the spandex
- homophobia
- the hair
- the soap opera quality
- the skanky girls
- "it's for kids"
- "it's for rednecks"
Steve responded, "which people look down on wrestling, in your opinion?" I answered but I probably won't get another response. I'm not sure if I answered properly. I tried to explain myself.
I'm wanting to live more in my fantasy land than in reality. But then it's crushing because I know it's a fantasy and it will never be. I'll never be the top of the Attitude Era WWF. Impossible. But I can fantasize about it. And then I have to give it up. And then I rip myself to shreds for having these fantasies and thoughts--I'm wasting time, it's so lame, it's embarrassing, I'm a freak, I'm a failure, I'm a loser.... it just rolls on and on down the line.
AKA, IAP. In A Pickle.
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