Today I was talking to my best friend on the phone. I've had a bad week. I broke a tv and three phones. I also put three holes in the walls of my house. I hate being serious sometimes, and I hate making a big deal out of things, so I tell her the story in a humerous way. She laughs about it, and I'm just like "yeah, I'm nutts, I can't help it". I mean, do you think it's wrong to make light of the situation? I'm not on any meds yet, but I am in the process of seeking help. But I don't want to be all ooey gooey about it, and throw myself a pity party. Why can't we joke about it, and put a lighter spin on it? But at the same time, it kind of feels wrong. Maybe it's just me continuing to deny the severity of it...I'm good at denial. But I was just wondering what you all think, and if anyone else does this?
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