SADNESS BEHIND THE LAUGHTER

A man goes to see his psychiatrist because he’s horribly depressed. He’s tried everything — therapy, medication, but nothing works. “You know what,” his psychiatrist says, “go to the circus. There’s a clown there that makes everyone laugh. He’ll make you feel better.”

Clown-sad

A few weeks pass, and the man is still depressed.

“Didn’t you go watch the clown?” the psychiatrist asks.

“Sorry Doc,” says the man.

Clown-smiley

“You really should make an effort to see this clown. It will be good for you to watch him perform; he is almost like a miracle worker.”

“Doc,” replies the man. “That clown is me.”

Many comedians, just like the rest of us, live a certain dichotomy. On the outside, they are funny, gregarious and happy — consummate performers. But on the inside some of them live with a certain sadness. It weighs on them constantly, departing only temporarily, when they are onstage making audiences laugh.


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