All I’m saying is I have a second family that is so big because of it and while I have always accepted and known it is problematic, crosses the line, and doesn’t sit right, I would not change a thing simply because of the people I’ve met.

Are there things wrong with it? Yes.
Have people been having discussions about it since it came out? Yes.
Do I want it to have a makeover? Yes.

It has flaws. It has issues. It’s by no means perfect. It’s not liked by everyone.

After all, it is satire with touchy subjects.

Theatre is an escape and outlet.
Theatre can make you feel all of the feels from happy to sad to angry to disgusted to uncomfortable.
Theatre is meant to be thought provoking.
Theatre pushes boundaries.
Theatre is subjective.

It’s not only about what someone does and leaves onstage.
The other part of the equation is their offstage persona.
They show that they’re great at acting, singing, and dancing onstage.
They show their true colors offstage.

Above was a preface.
Below is my story.

There is a very personal reason why I was led to the show. One that I’m not sharing publicly. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it. Looking back, I realized it was a sign.
Quick timeline
Jan/Feb’15: Official 1st/2nd
Dec‘16: Unofficial 1st, but 3rd
Sep’17: Moved to NYC

I have witnessed countless Broadway debuts, role debuts, and final performances from full time principals, ensemble members, standbys, understudies, and swings.
I have laughed. (Satire, remember?)
I have cried.
I have felt all of the feelings I listed above in the preface.

Am I going to talk about specifics?
Not at this time as I’m sure most (if not all) of you know the plot.
You may think I am taking the easy way out and avoiding going into detail, but get to the end and I hope you understand because otherwise, this thread would be a novel.

Supporting the people for who they are offstage behind their characters onstage is why I keep going back.

The amount of LOVE I have received from EVERY SINGLE CAST MEMBER over the years is something I will forever and always be grateful for.
I truly don’t understand how this awkward, shy, and can’t-hold-a-conversation person ended up becoming a part of their close-knit family.

They’ve given me a reason to travel.
They’ve given me a second home.
They’ve given me way more than I could have ever imagined.
They’ve allowed me to be a part of their lives.
They’ve allowed me to be myself.
They’ve become people I look up to.
They’ve become my friends.

To be honest, I was nervous about putting this out there for fear of being judged, but I am choosing to speak up.
This thread is just surface level information.
I am not spewing my deeper thoughts on a public platform.
I am open for private conversations.
Please respect that.