It’s almost New Year’s again and I’m sitting here staring at /pw/ like I always do. Same board, same tabs, same stupid arguments looping forever. While everyone else is probably out pretending their lives are going somewhere, I’m refreshing threads about ratings and pushes like that’s a personality. This whole year just blurred together into shows and PPVs. I don’t remember months, I remember reigns. I don’t remember weekends, I remember injuries and returns.
I told myself last year I’d stop caring so much. That I’d just “watch casually.” Yeah right. I still get mad when my guy loses, still doomscroll post-show threads, still argue with strangers who hate the same thing I love for slightly different reasons. And the worst part is I know it’s pathetic. I know none of this matters. But it’s the only thing that’s consistent. Jobs change, people disappear, but wrestling is always there, even when it’s bad. Especially when it’s bad.
Everyone’s doing the whole “new year, new me” thing and I don’t even know what that means for someone like me. Stop watching? Stop posting? Then what? Sit alone with my thoughts and no live thread to hide in? At least here, even when I get called an idiot, I exist for a second.
In a few minutes the year changes and nothing else will. Same shows, same discourse, same disappointment. Someone will debut, someone will get buried, and I’ll be right here acting surprised. So yeah. Happy New Year, I guess. See you in the next thread. You know I’ll be there.