When veteran standup comedian Christopher Titus describes his latest work, Stories I Shouldn’t Tell, as consisting of deeply personal anecdotes that he once considered too distressing for a comedy show, audiences should take note. After all, Titus has earned an acclaimed career out of mining humor from the darkest places, whether delving into his own troubled family history (beginning with his earliest special, Norman Rockwell Is Bleeding) or ruminating on the equally unnerving state of national affairs (as on his last production, Amerigeddon). Far from an exhibition of masochism, however, Titus’ material provides a mechanism for coping with life’s more unsavory situations, like coming to grips with criminally negligent parents or recovering from the epic meltdown of a toxic marriage. This combination of hilarity and heartache was especially evident on the comic’s self-titled sitcom (Titus, 2000-02), which developed a cult following that has only grown with Titus’ ongoing series of webcasts. It takes impressive audacity to publicly expose the most harrowing of tragedies. In doing so, Titus demonstrates why he remains a vital comedic talent, expelling collective trauma with the catharsis of laughter.