This sums things up quite nicely. I make jokes & I’m extremely sarcastic because if I talked about how I felt 100% honestly I’d uhh….sit around crying all day. Which kinda sucks. So I make jokes instead.
Just because I smile doesn’t mean I’m not in a world of pain.
[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “So, what do you do?” Please god anything but this question]
I know people are just trying to get to know you, which is why it’s so hard to dodge this extremely simple conversation starter. But being asked “Where do you work?” or “Where do you go to school?” when you can’t do either leaves you kind of stumbling for an answer, especially if your illness(es) are completely invisible. It’s so hard to explain and really kind of a mood killer, plus who wants to share their health information with a stranger, even a friendly one? Of course, that could just be the “oh my god they’re judging me” anxiety acting up every time I hear it…
This is why I rarely socialize. I hate this question. I usually answer with “sleep as late as I want” or “take a lot of drugs” (meaning prescription meds, but they don’t know that). Of course, the 2nd question people always ask is, “do you have kids?” I hate that one too.
This happens All. The. Time. Hello? If I could “calm down” while I’m having a panic attack, I wouldn’t be having a fucking panic attack!