Humor works in my life where I think faith serves others. Many times it's all that keeps me afloat, this perspective I have that lets me see the funny side of pretty much everything.

I'm just starting with a new therapist, we met this week for the third time. I've had a good feeling since the beginning so have been trying to get through the BS as quickly as possible. In the second meeting I said I knew I had a major problem hiding behind masks, and he leaned forward. "Oh? Do you paint them on? Or use the glue-on kind?" Then he opened a desk drawer and pulled out a bottle. "I've got this solvent--"

And I saw the twinkle in his eyes.

I mean, he hadn't missed a beat. And we both burst out laughing. Oh, yeah, he's my T, no doubt about it. We're gonna laugh our way to lots of progress together.