So as noted in my last blog—I’ve had a rough couple of days. I’m feeling so frustrated and just beat down by life right now. I’m doing everything (well ok, most things! I’m still drinking slushies….) right; but my brain is not cooperating with me!
After support group tonight, someone reminded me of something I had forgotten. A gentleman I respect was joking that he didn’t know why this other girl was friends with him. I go, “I’d be friends with you. I think you’re funny.” And he replies, “Well I figure we’re all f***** miserable anyways, might as well laugh about it.”
Oh so true! If I was only allowed to give one piece of advice about surviving mental illness it would probably be “have a sense of humor”. Bipolar is absolutely crazy—and things I do during mood swings and bad times are nuts. When I look back at them it’s either laugh or cry. And I choose cry plenty of times but I mostly try to laugh (crying just dehydrates me anyways!). I mean how can I not laugh when I think back to the tornado I created in my room a few weeks ago?
Living with bipolar without a sense of humor, is like trying to surf without a surfboard.
There’s all these long scientific explanations about why laughing is helpful, but we all know it just feels good. I know there are times when you’re so depressed that laughing is not an option—but I try to watch something funny (maybe even crack a smile!) or be around someone with a good sense of humor. I don’t pressure myself to laugh (sometimes I do fake it—-fake it to you make it right?!), but mostly I try to just enjoy something humorous.
You know they always say, “It takes 43 muscles to frown, but only 13 to smile…..
….but it only takes 4 to punch something.”
Haha…yeah I know. I’m hilarious.
To conclude: Take 8 minutes to check out this video. It cracks me up—every time. Jim Gaffigan is amazing…think I could write the price of tickets to see him as a medical expense?!