[FallDuskTrain]

Who would like to humorously, and more importantly mercilessly, mock and humiliate their MI?

I don’t know how to execute it, yet. May be it can be an ongoing tread in which we put down the random MI related ironies we encounter? Please do feel free to bring suggestion.

While it will be challenging to bring humor into our dark pits, the process of finding the irony and act of laughter can help us. This would also enable room for a humorous mind as we will need to be looking for irony in our struggles. I hope I am making sense.

I have not started yet as I know it will take me some time to find humor in the fact that I have not showered in seven weeks or that the thought of having to brush my teeth increases my anxiety.

Any takers to be the first one to roast the dark cloud over us?

Originally Posted by FallDuskTrain

Who would like to humorously, and more importantly mercilessly, mock and humiliate their MI?

I don’t know how to execute it, yet. May be it can be an ongoing tread in which we put down the random MI related ironies we encounter? Please do feel free to bring suggestion.

While it will be challenging to bring humor into our dark pits, the process of finding the irony and act of laughter can help us. This would also enable room for a humorous mind as we will need to be looking for irony in our struggles. I hope I am making sense.

I have not started yet as I know it will take me some time to find humor in the fact that I have not showered in seven weeks or that the thought of having to brush my teeth increases my anxiety.

Any takers to be the first one to roast the dark cloud over us?

I agree

I was always told to laugh at these things, because if you don't, you just take life too seriusly

so I try to

inject a lot of humor

I heard a joke not too long ago,

what do you get if you cross a dislexic and imsomniac

someone who stays awake all night and wonders if their's a dog..

hahahahhhaa. dunno about you, but I love that

hey fall dusk train,

not showering in 7 weeks... well...
at least you'll be safe from vampires.

last I checked, they are only interested in blood... not disgusting smells

(and yes, before you ask, I'm putting a spin on the entire vampire and garlic thing)

I figure if they don't like garlic, they don't like other smells too

[eskielover]

They say you cant run away from your problems they follow you where ever you go....my troubles caused me major recurrent depression, major anxiety, anorexia & multiple suicide attempts

Well, I ran away....2100 miles away & I was expecting that I was still going tovfeel just as horrible there as I had where I was before

HOWEVER, there needs to be a qualifier on that statement. If your PROBLEM IS YOUR HUSBAND & you leave that problem your problem doesnt folliw you when you add divorce to the mix.

What a relief....it was a new lufe & a new me. Some prpblems followed but those will be done & over with as doon as the divorce is finidhed. No more depression, no more horrible anxiety attacks & best of all no trapped feeling creating the need to escape any way one could possibly come up with.

We dont always take our situational MI with us when we leave the situation.....no way am I taking THAT with me....but would LOVE to roast my ex over a rip roaring fire

[FallDuskTrain]

Originally Posted by shattered sanity

hey fall dusk train,


not showering in 7 weeks... well...

at least you'll be safe from vampires.


last I checked, they are only interested in blood... not disgusting smells


(and yes, before you ask, I'm putting a spin on the entire vampire and garlic thing)


I figure if they don't like garlic, they don't like other smells too

That is pretty funny actually.
I love garlic

[LiteraryLark]

Bipolar is a funny thing. I once spent $3k with no true idea where it went or what purpose it was for after the money was gone. I really tried to think about everything I spent of. "I spent $3k on food and clothes? What, was I having surf and turf with the Kardashians?"

But let's not forget the mood swings. One day, I'm lying in bed all day self-loathing and having pity-sex with myself, the next I organize the entire garage in two hours, scrub the walls, wash the car, spend $150 at Walmart and get a tattoo. And thanks to mania, not only do I have nine tattoos, but I've gone through ten piercings despite coming close to fainting from the horror of each piercing. Mania can be so masochistic.

Edit: Be kind, people, I've never participated in a roast!!! :O

[FallDuskTrain]

Originally Posted by LiteraryLark

Bipolar is a funny thing. I once spent $3k with no true idea where it went or what purpose it was for after the money was gone. I really tried to think about everything I spent of. "I spent $3k on food and clothes? What, was I having surf and turf with the Kardashians?"

But let's not forget the mood swings. One day, I'm lying in bed all day self-loathing and having pity-sex with myself, the next I organize the entire garage in two hours, scrub the walls, wash the car, spend $150 at Walmart and get a tattoo. And thanks to mania, not only do I have nine tattoos, but I've gone through ten piercings despite coming close to fainting from the horror of each piercing. Mania can be so masochistic.

Edit: Be kind, people, I've never participated in a roast!!! :O

Thank you. This is such a genuine post.
Is that okay if I am not kind to my depression and call it names?

[FallDuskTrain]

Around March of this year, soon after relapsing due to loss and grief, I did not leave the house, with the exception of my work, for over six weeks. During that time, I did not shower, brush my teeth regularly or clean my kitchen. I ended up losing a tooth, had to rebuy my entire kitchen supplies (since they all died on me because I did not wash them), and developed a rash from not showering.
I am trying very hard to find the humor in this.... please feel free to chime in.

[Row Jimmy]

After I destroyed my garage with a hockey stick, it didn't like me very much. In fact, every time I went into the garage after that incident, it continued to threaten me. "I'm gonna get you for this", it would say. And I said, "How are you going to get me? Are you going to close the garage door on me when I'm not looking? Are the power tools going to come to life and attack me? Are you going to release the hounds? Release the bees? Release the hounds that when they bark they shoot bees from their mouths?"

I wasn't afraid. A garage can't talk, can it? I thought, maybe it's just my BP paranoia creeping back in. Then I got nervous and went back inside for a few drinks. Then a few more. Then I went back into the garage and threatened it again. My wife came out and said, "Who are you talking to? You didn't take your medication, did you"? And I replied, "I can't take my medication when I'm DRINKING now can I"? Then I went outside and passed out on the lawn.

Eventually, I made peace with the garage and patched thing up, literally and figuratively. I became manic about how I cleaned and made sure it was spotless. I figured I could make a movie about it called "The Garage and Me" but those dreams disappeared when I bought $5,000 worth of lawn equipment I didn't need and put it my garage.

To this day, my garage doesn't speak to me anymore but I'm OK with that.

[FallDuskTrain]

Originally Posted by Row Jimmy

After I destroyed my garage with a hockey stick, it didn't like me very much. In fact, every time I went into the garage after that incident, it continued to threaten me. "I'm gonna get you for this", it would say. And I said, "How are you going to get me? Are you going to close the garage door on me when I'm not looking? Are the power tools going to come to life and attack me? Are you going to release the hounds? Release the bees? Release the hounds that when they bark they shoot bees from their mouths?"

I wasn't afraid. A garage can't talk, can it? I thought, maybe it's just my BP paranoia creeping back in. Then I got nervous and went back inside for a few drinks. Then a few more. Then I went back into the garage and threatened it again. My wife came out and said, "Who are you talking to? You didn't take your medication, did you"? And I replied, "I can't take my medication when I'm DRINKING now can I"?

Eventually, I made peace with the garage and patched thing up, literally and figuratively. I became manic about how I cleaned and made sure it was spotless. I figured I could make a movie about it called "The Garage and Me" but those dreams disappeared when I bought $5,000 worth of lawn equipment I didn't need and put it my garage.

To this day, my garage doesn't speak to me anymore but I'm OK with that.

Please allow me to say this that your post made me laugh, besides it is very informative.
Thank you for sharing this.

[MuseumGhost]

hahahahahaaahahahahaaaaa....

[MuseumGhost]

and.....

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and, finally...

[LiteraryLark]

[MuseumGhost]

Hahahahaahaaa, Why Science is WRONG......hahahahaahaaaa! Exactly.

[possum220]

Do tell???

[possum220]

I may be laughing uncontrollably but bring it on........................

[possum220]

Personally I would rather throw a frozen lemon at people who stress me out but meh.........

Originally Posted by FallDuskTrain

Who would like to humorously, and more importantly mercilessly, mock and humiliate their MI?

I don’t know how to execute it, yet. May be it can be an ongoing tread in which we put down the random MI related ironies we encounter? Please do feel free to bring suggestion.

I laugh at myself all the time. Close enough?

[possum220]

Yes I am that person...........

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[possum220]

Dear Multilpe Personaility Disorder,

I really wish you would make yourself useful and do seven tasks at once....... Other than that you totally cramp each other's style........