Why Wrestling Is Life: The Drama, The Magic, and The Passion We Can’t Quit

Let me tell you a story: you're that kid in school who doesn't quite fit into the mold. Maybe you're quiet, or maybe your personality is a little extra or not—it doesn't matter, because you're just different. While your classmates are obsessing over football stats and basketball rivalries, your mind is somewhere else entirely.

You've been buzzing all day, but not because of what's happening in class. Despite paying attention all day and getting through your work, you practically run home. Your favorite aunt, Linda, has a surprise waiting for you after school, and it's epic. She's got tickets to a WWE event. Not just any event, though. This is the one. You'll finally meet Shawn Michaels, the Heartbreak Kid, your unapologetic childhood crush, and wrestling idol.

You wait in line for hours just to stand in front of him, mouth dry, frozen like a deer in headlights, and cry like your life depends on it. Mortifying? Oh, absolutely. But guess what? That moment and that event became one of the happiest memories of your childhood. And just like that, wrestling's larger-than-life characters, jaw-dropping drama, and electrifying moments cemented their place in your world.

Wrestling: It's a Lifestyle

Wrestling isn't just a show you watch on TV. It's a never-ending, moving soap opera. Is it over-the-top? Yes. Is it dramatic? Absolutely. But that's what makes it everything. It's more than matches or belts. It's about connection. It's about the moments that have you screaming at your screen or jumping out of your chair.

Wrestling is like your favorite comfort food: the storylines, heartbreak, victories, and constant evolution. You don't just watch wrestling; you embrace it. You live and breathe rivalries, love triangles, surprise heel turns, and thrilling comebacks. You cheer for the ones you love, you boo the ones you can't stand, and you fall so deep into the stories that you forget it's scripted.

It's dramatic, unhinged, and downright messy, and that's what makes it magic.

Goodbye Regal Queens, Hello Questionable "Vibes"

But even the magic gets disrupted sometimes. As I transitioned into my teenage years, so did the wrestling industry. Enter the Attitude Era, a grittier, edgier time.

Sure, I was still thrilled when Shawn Michaels and Triple H tore the house down. Even more so when WCW's Nitro kept me switching from one channel to another. But something felt off. The women who once commanded the screen in costumes straight out of royal fairytales were suddenly… well, not that. Let's just say some of the choices made back then didn't exactly represent the respect and values my parents were desperate to instill in me. The vibe was off. As a teenager struggling to define who I wanted to be at the age of maturity, I wasn't comfortable with it.

So, without even realizing it, I began to drift. I didn't stop loving wrestling; it was still there, like a distant friend. But life continued, and the passion faded into the background.

Sometimes You've Got to Walk Away to Walk Back

Here's the thing about passion, though: it won't necessarily let you go that easily.

Even though I wasn't glued to the screen, wrestling found ways to creep back into my life. My family was always quick to update me on my favorite wrestlers, and my sister would not stop talking about shows like Total Divas. To her credit, she practically begged me to watch, raving about a wrestler named Naomi. I even attended WrestleMania 27 in Atlanta, where my older brother tried to lure me back into the fold, because who could ever say no to Triple H and Taker? While I loved the experience, it brought a nice spark of joy to my world. I was resistant, convinced the wrestling I loved as a child was long gone.

And then life threw us into an alternate dimension also known as a global pandemic. Suddenly, I was locked inside my house, juggling the pressures of a demanding job, homeschooling kids and trying not to lose it. I started craving comfort from somewhere. Anywhere. Suddenly, I found myself wondering about my old comfort. I was reading articles about every sport shutting down, but not wrestling. It reminded me of a time when I was safe, and I needed to feel that way again.

Wrestling: The Obsession That Just Makes Sense

Immediately, everything clicked again. Diving into old matches on the WWE Network felt like catching up with an old friend and allowed me to revisit the happiest parts of my childhood. I could dive into the Mega Powers Exploding or relive my favorite WrestleMania main events. Watching the rivalries, the triumphs, and even the chaotic moments reminded me why wrestling meant so much. It's not just entertainment. At its heart, it's a drama that refuses to apologize for being too much.

If you don't see why people love wrestling, let me break it down for you: it's duality at its finest. Strength and vulnerability. Hero and heel. Trash talk and respect, all wrapped up in one. Wrestlers don't just wear costumes; they model layered personas that remind us we can be more than one thing at the same time.

And let me tell you something: Main Event Mamas was born for this exact reason.

We Are All More Than One Thing

Wrestling doesn't let itself be boxed in, and neither do we. As women, we're more than the neatly packaged roles society assigns us. We're mothers. We're bosses. We're dreamers, hustlers, creators, and everything in between. Just like the wrestlers we see on our screens, we don't have to stick to one narrative. We're complex individuals. We can tell our own stories and be whatever we want whenever we want. Wrestling teaches us that reinvention is possible. You can hit rock bottom only to rise up for a title match that shakes the world.

The Bottom Line

So, here's the deal: wrestling isn't just sports entertainment. It's larger-than-life storytelling, the drama you secretly crave, and a reminder that life is messy—but that's the point. It keeps going, and so can we.

Main Event Mamas is here to remind you of that.  We're a multi-hyphen family, each of us being more than one thing. The thing we have in common beyond our natural resemblance is our love for Wrestling. Trust me, I get it. Wrestling might be dramatic, chaotic, and sometimes too much, but it's unapologetically alive. And if it can refuse to dim its shine, then so can we.

Don't be boxed in. Don't settle for just one title. Be everything, and cheer as loud as you want while doing it. Because after all, isn't that what wrestling is really about?