Lately I've been thinking about how I use humor to deal with some pretty suffocating feelings. I post memes, I smile at my co workers and say "fine" a lot, I write the right words to alleviate family feelings of guilt despite my true feelings, I laugh and joke and pull out witty one liners when in actuality I'm murdering my emotions in order to continue functioning on a daily basis. Is it so bad to ignore the mundane problems I tend to overthink by making dark and sometimes inappropriate humorous remarks? Does anyone REALLY want to hear my problems? Because, in all honesty, I truly believe you don't. Aren't we all just waiting for others to stop talking/whining/crying/complaining for our turn to talk/whine/cry/complain?
Did you know, that a long, long time ago, I was a sweet, sympathetic/empathetic girl who took everything to heart and truly believed that people were "good" but that some simply got lost along the way. Crazy, right? And now...well, lets just say I have trust issues now and that there are only 2 people in the world I would honestly be upset about if they died. And it's because of these 2 people that I don't end everything right this second. Which actually causes me some conflicting emotions because, on one hand, I thank a God I don't believe in for gifting me such wonderful children but on the other I resent the lives that make me continue to care/love/connect when I could be DONE with all this crap.