Wrestling has taught me so much throughout the years. How to handle failure and move forward. The importance of believing in myself. Kindness, empathy, compassion (face). Unapologetically standing up for myself (heel). I’ve learned a lot from being a pro wrestling fan but the most ironic yet beautiful thing wrestling has taught me is love and friendship.
This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read. Tell me more about this, please.
i'm not anon but anon clearly knows my soul so i'm gonna jump on this post to wax poetic about how much i love wrestling!! its theatre its art its homoeroticism its kink its love its passion its violence as the rawest possible form of human connection; human beings have always loved to Just Do Some Bullshit and that connects us all globally through time and space and its so. fucking beautiful. this morning i watched wrestling from japan and i just finished an hour binge of wrestling from uganda. everywhere you go, people love to tussle. people love to brawl, to connect skin to skin, to dig through to their hearts with their whole bodies and find something genuinely honest within the performance. it doesnt matter how your body is sized or shaped; it doesnt matter if youre buff as shit or the biggest motherfucker this side of the mississippi; it doesnt matter if youd clear basketball tryouts on height alone or if you've spent your whole life craning your neck up to look at everyone else; it doesnt matter what your sex or gender or identity is; it doesnt even matter if youve been on this shit since you dropped out the pussy or if you've never seen a single match—wrestling is FOR YOU and there IS a place in the ring with your name on it, if you want it. and i fucking love it. wrestling is a form of love. wrestling is a form of fucking love!!!!!
