Coping mechanism jokes
So what does stress and energy mean?
Beer.
When you're sad, don't feel down about yourself. Break a leg, and you'll forget all about it.
Remember: Alcohol doesn't solve your problems, but neither does milk or water.
When you're asked to tell a crazy story, but the first thing that comes up to your mind is a suicide attempt:
"Oh, I don't remember anything in particular. 馃槄馃榾"
I used to be into fitness. But running from my problems got exhausting.
I used to be emo, but I don't cut myself to solve my problems anymore.
I just drink a bunch of liquor like an adult.
Regular depressed person: I'm depressed, so I'll go see a therapist.
Me: I'm depressed, so I won't do anything about it, work on many projects at the same time, destroying my sanity slowly while relying on caffeine and pills as my only way to take down my headaches, and making memes about it online to help myself cope with the pain.
Every time someone calls me fat, I get so depressed I cut myself... a piece of cake.
Sometimes I wish my grass was depressed, then it would just cut itself.
馃棧: "Stop making suicide jokes!"
"Don't worry bro, I'll end it soon."
I downloaded Fruit Ninja so I can cut fruit instead of myself.
All these suicide jokes are f***ing killing me.
This isn't a joke, but I'm a survivor and use humor to cope. I find these extremely funny, so please leave the people writing these alone 馃槶
Why do emo kids wear hoodies?
They hang easier.
You're so fat, when someone calls you fat, you get depressed and cut you a slice of cake.
My dad may be working, but the coping mechanisms sure aren't!
Somebody asked me, "What's that on your arm?" I just said, "My cats got OCD."
If I was a raped victim, would silence be the best medicine?
I don't struggle with depression- like, at this point, I have it down. I'm good at depression.
I was having issues in my personal and professional life. I hated everyone. I was on the brink of a mental breakdown and depression. I decided to see a therapist about it. The therapist suggested that I should write letters to the people I hate and then burn them. I must admit I feel much better...
But now I don't know what to do with the letters.