it's not too late, COVID.
a lot of this really shakes your faith in Natural Selection.
I use humor a lot to push down the sad. When my grandma was dying the week of my 22nd birthday, I really didn’t know how to handle it. My whole family met up in southern Oregon to see her off, and when my family was in the living room crying about it, the only emotion I could give was laughter. “Of course she has to die the week of my birthday. Fucking, Loretta. Always stealing my thunder”. I have family members who still won’t talk to me after that. For fuck sake. Loretta would have thought it was funny.According to one's personal POV.
Gallows humor is a defense mechanism just as a sense of humor is associated with an interrupted one.
I've always had to stifle because my sense of humor isn't for everybody. But I'm pretty broad when it comes to humor, it's part of how I approach things.I use humor a lot to push down the sad. When my grandma was dying the week of my 22nd birthday, I really didn’t know how to handle it. My whole family met up in southern Oregon to see her off, and when my family was in the living room crying about it, the only emotion I could give was laughter. “Of course she has to die the week of my birthday. Fucking, Loretta. Always stealing my thunder”. I have family members who still won’t talk to me after that. For fuck sake. Loretta would have thought it was funny.
I can’t think of anybody here who thinks you’re funny.I've always had to stifle because my sense of humor isn't for everybody.
...misplaced hostility? What? Bad morning?I can’t think of anybody here who thinks you’re funny.
It’s fight day and my T levels are off the charts. I’m not apologizing to anyone....misplaced hostility? What? Bad morning?
Fuk uIt’s fight day and my T levels are off the charts. I’m not apologizing to anyone.
Okay, I don't mean to make a fuss.Sign the waiver. I’m begging you.
I am the same as you - I make jokes at funerals and whenever really tough or upsetting things are happening. But my family usually forgives me eventually and is only really permanently mad at me for never having my act together enough to send thank-you cards for anything (giving someone a gift shouldn't be assigning homework!!).I use humor a lot to push down the sad. When my grandma was dying the week of my 22nd birthday, I really didn’t know how to handle it. My whole family met up in southern Oregon to see her off, and when my family was in the living room crying about it, the only emotion I could give was laughter. “Of course she has to die the week of my birthday. Fucking, Loretta. Always stealing my thunder”. I have family members who still won’t talk to me after that. For fuck sake. Loretta would have thought it was funny.