One day on Battle Road, I fell face first, bounced and ended up with a split lip, bloody nose and blackened eye. This is what I did to amuse myself. Hello, Paul Revere’s ride, here I bounced. (I didn’t vandalize. I did this on a picture with editing tools.)

Finding the Funny

Not everything is funny, but a lot of things are.

It has come to my attention that finding humor in situations where most people find none, can be a cause for concern among professionals in the mental health community. Apparently, there are people who use humor to deflect from dealing with deeper, unresolved feelings and issues. It has even been suggested that I might just be one of these people. Intrigued, I consulted The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders-5, also known as the DSM-5, to look into this.

Turns out, the DSM-5 is very long. A physical copy is roughly the size of a bible, and I have never made it through that, so I decided to tackle this strategically, by reading it online. The digital version of the DSM-5 and its accompanying studies seems endless, and the suggested articles related to what I was researching, seemed infinite. It was most definitely daunting, and definitely not amusing. Although I understood most of the words I read, I did not understand overall what I was reading, requiring me to read it all over again. I found this funny when I realized that I’d spent hours on something that I had essentially assigned to myself, quite unnecessarily.

Noticing that I was yet again finding humor in odd places, I looked at several more studies, from the many, many I had to choose from. I abandoned…