Humour
I read somewhere, I forget where, that humour is a classic defence mechanism. At first I was completely outraged by that notion - of course it is not, what does that say about the people who use it? Are they all tortured, insecure, wretched souls who cover up their real selves with toilet humour and scathing wit? Of course not.
Yeah, and then I really thought about it. I use it every day to disguise the fact that I'm not as confident as I seem. Feel awkward? Throw in a self-deprecating quip. Have nothing in common with the person sat beside you? Amusing anecdote. Just done something really stupid and want to pretend you haven't? Here comes my self-deprecating self again!
I definitely use it and that's not to say I think I'm funny. People tell me I am. When I'm described by others they say I'm the funny one. I always was. My best friends were the hot ones, I was the funny one. And I don't mind that one little bit, beauty fades blah blah blah - but since I started to think about it, the more I realise it is true.
I believe that to have the ability to make another person laugh out loud is a gift. But what interests me is what lies beneath.
Am I even trying to make a point here? Maybe not. I think this is more of a statement - I agree that humour is a defence mechanism. At least in my case.
1 comment:
Damn I've been called out. I've been emotionally crippled for years and have been blessed with the looks of the underside of a boot. Add to that my inherent shyness and inability to approach others and I should have the inner workings of a stand up comic. On a side note they say that most comedians are a train wreck and have figured out to harness it for profit. i.e. Robin Williams the herion addict and so on.....
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