I’ve had this blog up and running for about 4 years.
That may not seem like a long time in the realm of all that is, but at least for me, personally, it has been. I started this blog when I was 22, and I am a very different person than I was when I was 22.
At 22, I was an angry person. I was deeply in denial that anything was ‘wrong’ with me, that I didn’t ever feel like I was in control of myself or my life. I protected myself from feeling with humor, with anger. I had no problem tearing people down for comedic purposes. And, for a while, that mentality got me pretty far. I had a couple of posts go viral, one that I am still proud of, and one that makes me cringe when I re-read it, to this day.
As time went on, though, I grew. I went to therapy and I learned a lot about myself, my relationships, and how to help myself and others. How to control my emotions and myself. I got into improv and into the live comedy scene, and I had a realization:
I hate making fun of people for comedy.
I hate it. I hate that it’s the most prevalent form of comedy these days. To call someone a snatch and get viewers. To say that someone’s art is stupid and make a rape joke or two and roll in your laughs. To tear people down for fun and profit.
The thing about mean comedy, comedy that butchers, is that someone is always on the other side of it. If you’ve ever been on the other side, it’s the worst thing. You put yourself out there with your art, put something you created into the world with tremendous courage, and it just takes one person saying it was stupid for laughs to ruin everything.
If you’re gonna tear someone down, tear down the power structure that keeps people down–use satire. Satire aims up with the purpose of exposing hypocrisy and societal terrorism by making us laugh. Mean comedy is calling Jennifer Lawrence fat so you feel better.
While this realization came about, I still felt like I was beholden to what got me followers in the first place: meanness. Hatred. Jokes at an innocent person’s expense. And I loathed it. I knew who I was, what I believed, and how far I had come, but it didn’t really fit in with the ‘image’ of my blog as it had been. What I wrote was no longer who I was, and it showed.
So, on Monday, it’s changing. Pretty drastically. I don’t want to give everything away right now, but I think it’s much better. It’s honest to who I am, to what I want to put out into the world. I’m still going to write for humor, yes, but what I write about is pretty different from what you’ve seen before. I’m even bringing on a couple of really fabulous women who I can’t wait for you to read. The League will be wearing a new coat, too, and it’s so much better this way. A new mission, a new goal, a new face.
On Monday–ALL WILL BE REVEALED. I just wanted to say that once in my life.
So, thanks for hanging with me. Whether you started reading this last week (in which case, strap the fuck in) or you started reading this in 2010, thank you. You’ve been there as I learned about my life in a very public way. You’ve laughed with me and supported me. You kept me sane, and more than a couple of times, anchored me when I didn’t think I had one.
You guys are the best. I won’t let you down.– This Week’s Thursday Throwdown Wheatley Is: Laura: Which of your friends are more likely to snap and kill you? Here’s what it looks like to take that quiz and post it online.