I guess I'm a bit different because I often laugh at myself and my mental illness. I like finding humor in the situation and it's better to laugh than cry. My friends sometimes laugh with me too, and I don't mind. They're not being malicious and we're all on the same page with it.

I tend to have more problems with my family being dismissive of my problems. They'll all go into as deep a denial as they can, then get frustrated and lash out when I'm not doing well. Many are outright triggering and oftentimes it's intentional, so they have a reason to sneer at me. The guys are especially that way. So that's where most of my difficulties with others who are close to me come from.