When you’re laughing, I’d bet that you’re not feeling fear. When I’m adrift in all my issues, challenges or life’s drama, I take myself far too seriously and I feel as though I’m losing touch with reality. I become lost in fantasy and obsession. Life becomes joyless because I can’t see beyond what I see as my “burdens” and I find no real satisfaction there. I lose touch with the joy and humor of life and I find that everything around me and inside of me is grim and dark. This is when I most often begin to sense my fears.
One of the many touchstones of my personal growth and increasing sanity is the gift of laughter. Each day as I gain more energy and zest for life, I move into the world where I find many things that are humorous, in me and in other people. When I laugh, I don’t feel alone or afraid.
Laughter is a trait of a happy, healthy human being. Laughter shows that we are a part of humankind. It’s a sign that we’re alive, not afraid and that we’re getting better and better, day-by-day! I’m so grateful that the work I’ve done so far on myself has once again brought me the gift of laughter.
- Laughter – Truly The Best Medicine (cindyholman.wordpress.com)
- Laughing With Life (psychologytoday.com)
- What do we laugh at? (redletterbelievers.blogspot.com)
As Long as you let it
“There’s nothing worse than taking something into your head; it turns into a revolving wheel that you can’t control.” — Ugo Betti, Italian Judge, Playwright (1892-1953)
When something really gets to me, it can easily turn into an obsession. I’ll think that one thought over and over; 24/7. I’ll worry over one particular thought like a bulldog in a meat shop. This obsessive thinking, if left uncontrolled in my mind will lead me eventually to the deep dark shadows of depression.
I believe that I became obsessed by fantasies that spun around inside my head like pinwheels on a windy spring day. At times it became difficult to imagine real people, in real situations. I kept repeating images that were real only in my fantasies. Eventually, I realized these fantasies were closing me off from a world of truth.
To break free, I needed to take dramatic action with both my psychiatrist and therapist. I attended a weekly group session and found that by talking and sharing with others, I was able to learn from their experiences. I continue to walk a path that leads out into life and away from those spinning wheels of my obsessions. I am learning to live a life away from my mad world of obsessions and I’m reaching out and getting free.