Demon wrote:No. It seems a little self-sabotaging to make yourself the butt of your own joke.
no, demon. as i said, i do not disparage myself. rather, i tell an anecdote in which something funny happened to me. i probably made it happen because i was not paying attention, but i never make myself an object of contempt. i don't even have that type of humor in my repertoire and i think people who belittle themselves so people can laugh at how pathetic they are are are losers.
I'm more of a serious-minded person. I don't joke around much as it is and certainly not in public. With that said though, I remember hanging out with a group of people years ago who my boyfriend (back then) and I used to know. We'd party on the weekends, getting drunk and stoned. I was the wildest one in the group doing some of the craziest shlt when I was drunk. It was never for anybody else's amusement though other than my own and I don't recall anybody ever telling me I made a fool of myself. I know they thought I was a little crazy though. The only times I don't remember doing certain shlt was when I'd get so drunk I would black out.
you're thinking of this wrongly too. people don't think you're a fool. they think you are fun, utterly socially confident, outgoing, etc. an example of what i mean would be doing something unimportant that you suck at while half-pretending you think you're good in front of a crowd.
i'm not that serious most of the time. i am so used to it that i don't notice but i know how to make people laugh.
i have a plain nasty sense of humor. i laughed my ass off at a real video of a toddler getting smeared on the road my a couple of huge trucks. i laugh at human suffering that literally everyone around me would call appalling. i keep the most malicious and unacceptable facet of my sense of humor to myself. even so, i've been told my humor can be hateful and cruel. fortunately, i am able to joke about acceptable topics. in reality, the vicious stuff is wh at i personally find funniest.
“It is not to be thought that the life of darkness is sunk in misery and lost as if in sorrowing. There is no sorrowing. For sorrow is a thing that is swallowed up in death, and death and dying are the very life of the darkness.”
― Jacob Boehme