Has anyone else ever reached a point in life where there are no more tears to be shed? Despite the sorrow, rage and chaos seething within like a maelstrom, you cannot cry and vent the pandemonium of emotional discord...instead, there is only laughter. Everything still hurts, gnawing at you within, but you can only seem to laugh at it all.
It's a peculiar feeling.
It's a peculiar feeling.
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Unsu...
"He who laughs, lasts."
Sat, January 7, 2006 - 12:58 PM"...but you can only seem to laugh at it all."
Yes, I am well acquainted with that feeling. I call it "therapy". Despite how overwhelmed, stressed, lost, and lonely I feel when I walk into my therapist's office, more often than not I find myself laughing before the end of the session. What is more, I get her laughing, too. We laugh at the utter absurdity of life, its unreasonableness, its injustices, its irony.
I think that laughter is a survival mechanism. And it doesn't ruin my makeup likes tears do.