Funny how even in our blackest moments we can still laugh. A few years ago I was feeling desperate and lonely and sad. I felt like I couldn’t talk with anyone I knew, and so I decided to ring the Samaritans – the first time I had ever done this. It was about 2am, and I got this oldish lady on the other end of the phone, and I started to tell her all about my difficulties, and why I hate my life, etc etc. At first she made the occasional remark, but then became strangely silent. Eventually I heard a weird noise on the other end of the line…..snoring! She had fallen asleep. My problems were THAT boring. Luckily I saw the funny side of it. Anyway, I hung up and phoned the Samaritans again, and got someone who didn’t fall asleep.
This still makes me laugh today – don’t know why….perhaps because it was such an outrageous thing to do to someone who is unhappy…but I guess she couldn’t help it.
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I’m glad that you were able to laugh about it rather than become even more distressed than you already were. The poor old woman probably woke up and thought, “Oh know!!!”
I get the samething no matter how dark things are and how depressed I am I still find myself laughing quite a lot. It does help me for a couple of minuets and then it’s back in the dark! Reading your post gave me one of those moments lol!