What motivates us to do stand-up comedy?
Great question. I’ve asked myself this very thing—usually right after bombing in a bar show next to a Golden Tee machine while a drunk guy yells “YOU SUCK, ELLEN!” (I mean… thank you?).
So why would someone willingly step into the emotional wood chipper that is stand-up comedy?
Let’s break it down:
1. Validation From Strangers Feels Better Than Therapy
Sure, you could go to therapy, unpack childhood trauma, and work on your communication skills like a mature adult.
OR—you could stand onstage in front of 40 strangers at a bowling alley in Bakersfield and hope they laugh when you say your dad left for cigarettes and came back with a new family.
It’s cheaper, kind of. And there's a two-drink minimum.
2. The Rush of Bombing Builds Character (And Digestive Issues)
Nothing humbles you like silence after a punchline you knew was funny.
You’ll learn to keep going, to think on your feet, and to cry without smearing your eyeliner—just like Grandma taught you.
You’ll also develop the gastrointestinal resilience of a Navy SEAL.
3. You're the Boss (Which Is Both Great and Terrifying)
No one tells you what to say. You're your own HR department, which is liberating until you realize you're also in charge of bookings, promo, transportation, tech support, merch sales, emotional regulation, and finding clean bathrooms at truck stops.
You're a CEO. Of jokes. And anxiety.
4. You Get to Say the Things Other People Think but Can’t Say
Comedy is legal mind-reading. You say something twisted, and when the audience laughs, you realize you’re not the only sicko in the room.
It’s like group therapy with better lighting and more alcohol.
5. Because Deep Down, You Think You’re Special
Be honest. You think your observations about dating, IKEA instructions, or growing up weird are hilarious and universal.
And honestly? They might be.
You might be that voice someone needs. Or at least the voice that makes their crappy Tuesday night a little brighter.
So… why would you want to become a stand-up comedian?
Because you have something to say. Because you want to be heard. Because laughter is magic and pain is funny with good timing.
Or maybe you just want a job where pants are optional and emotional instability is a resume booster.
Either way—welcome to the club. We’re all a little broken, and we all brought a mic. Let’s laugh about it.
Mic drop. (Just kidding—I rent this mic.)
