I laugh because it’s over, I joke because it’s over for now. I laugh and joke so others don’t look at me with pitiful eyes, their pitiful glances with eyes glazed over. I am not a pity project, I am and will always be “recovering” but that does not mean I am weak. This could have happened to anyone, my brain did not choose to be ill. Even if I did not chose this I decided to laugh. I decided to joke so you would not look at me though pity.
I realize this is a hot mess, my dearest apologies.