Uncontrollable Laughter
People say that they love it when I laugh and I agree with them because I love it when I laugh too. Although laughter is a medicine for a person's health, too much laughter can get me in trouble. My laughter often gets out of hand when the time is not right. There are times in which it is okay for me to laugh and times when it is best for me to be serious. The reactions that people give me when I laugh at inappropriate times are getting to me. I do not like to make people upset and hate that I can't help laughing all the time.
Laughing at everything has been a problem for as long as I can remember. When I was 9 years old, my cousin was disciplined by her father in my presence. My brain understood it was not funny, but it did not register to my mouth because before I could stop myself, I started laughing. I tried everything I could to stop laughing, but I could not. After I finished laughing, I realized that my cousin was crying and it dug a hole in my heart. I felt terrible for what I did and I sought change in my behavior. I realized that the situation itself was not funny to me, but it reminded me of another incident that was hilarious. I could picture the incident so vividly that the incident became reality in my mind. Before I knew it, my loud and cheerful laughter filled the room which caused the frown on my uncle’s face to deepen. His scowl alone was able to silence my laughter. My uncle’s reaction to my outburst of laughter made me ponder on the reason I laughed so much. I was shaken by it and for the next couple of days; I remembered his expression and did not laugh when things were not funny. In time, I forgot about all that happened and went back to my old ways.
There is time for everything; time to eat, time to sleep, time to laugh, and time to be serious. Being serious in situations did not come easy for me. I had to be reminded constantly and it took a lot of perseverance and dedication. I am a very cheerful person and when I am told to be serious, I take it as a joke. I often associate seriousness with not having any fun and I like to find the fun way of doing things. In situations in which the mood is serious, I feel the urge to loosen things up with joke or me simply laughing. I was hanging around with my friends when I heard that Abby’s dog, my best friend’s dog, had died. Abby was broken and felt as if it was her sister that died. All my friends gathered around her, hoping to comfort her. The mood of seriousness was too much for me to bear. Also, I hated to see my best friend upset; so out of the blue, I started laughing. Every one of my friends turned to look at me in disgust and the hurt in Abby’s eyes was enough to send piercing pain through my body. They all turned away from me and walked away. I later apologized, but realized that my laughter could hurt someone I cared about if I was not careful. I learned to become more serious in situations that put me in such position. Even though I joke around most times, I am now able to maintain seriousness in certain situations.
It is hard for me to remain upset or angry for a long period of time. My father might do something to make me annoyed, and the next minute I get excited and joyful. Negativity does not stay with me for long because I am filled with positive energy. The joy I often have never cease to amaze me. I can be so happy at times that it surprises me and everyone around me. The excitement I feel, comes out as laughter which is the reason I laughed all the time. Once I came to the realization of why I laughed so much; it gave me a satisfactory that couldn’t be filled by anything else because at last, I had found the information I was searching for.
There are times I laugh at the wrong time and get judged for it. I do my best in controlling my laughter, but sometimes I cannot help it. I realize that although laughing all the time is a problem, I should not be so hard on myself when I laugh uncontrollably. I have gotten better over the years when I sought for a solution in controlling my laughter. Even though I have outburst once in a while, I should not care about the reaction people give me. My problem has taught me several things, but what stands out the most is that nobody is perfect, and I should not care what people think about me. The most important thing is what I think about myself and frankly, I know I do my best every day to avoid outbursts of laughter and that alone is something I should be proud of. I might have been embarrassed of laughing all the time at some point, but now I understand that the journey it has taken me through has made me proud of my laughter.
Laughing at everything has been a problem for as long as I can remember. When I was 9 years old, my cousin was disciplined by her father in my presence. My brain understood it was not funny, but it did not register to my mouth because before I could stop myself, I started laughing. I tried everything I could to stop laughing, but I could not. After I finished laughing, I realized that my cousin was crying and it dug a hole in my heart. I felt terrible for what I did and I sought change in my behavior. I realized that the situation itself was not funny to me, but it reminded me of another incident that was hilarious. I could picture the incident so vividly that the incident became reality in my mind. Before I knew it, my loud and cheerful laughter filled the room which caused the frown on my uncle’s face to deepen. His scowl alone was able to silence my laughter. My uncle’s reaction to my outburst of laughter made me ponder on the reason I laughed so much. I was shaken by it and for the next couple of days; I remembered his expression and did not laugh when things were not funny. In time, I forgot about all that happened and went back to my old ways.
There is time for everything; time to eat, time to sleep, time to laugh, and time to be serious. Being serious in situations did not come easy for me. I had to be reminded constantly and it took a lot of perseverance and dedication. I am a very cheerful person and when I am told to be serious, I take it as a joke. I often associate seriousness with not having any fun and I like to find the fun way of doing things. In situations in which the mood is serious, I feel the urge to loosen things up with joke or me simply laughing. I was hanging around with my friends when I heard that Abby’s dog, my best friend’s dog, had died. Abby was broken and felt as if it was her sister that died. All my friends gathered around her, hoping to comfort her. The mood of seriousness was too much for me to bear. Also, I hated to see my best friend upset; so out of the blue, I started laughing. Every one of my friends turned to look at me in disgust and the hurt in Abby’s eyes was enough to send piercing pain through my body. They all turned away from me and walked away. I later apologized, but realized that my laughter could hurt someone I cared about if I was not careful. I learned to become more serious in situations that put me in such position. Even though I joke around most times, I am now able to maintain seriousness in certain situations.
It is hard for me to remain upset or angry for a long period of time. My father might do something to make me annoyed, and the next minute I get excited and joyful. Negativity does not stay with me for long because I am filled with positive energy. The joy I often have never cease to amaze me. I can be so happy at times that it surprises me and everyone around me. The excitement I feel, comes out as laughter which is the reason I laughed all the time. Once I came to the realization of why I laughed so much; it gave me a satisfactory that couldn’t be filled by anything else because at last, I had found the information I was searching for.
There are times I laugh at the wrong time and get judged for it. I do my best in controlling my laughter, but sometimes I cannot help it. I realize that although laughing all the time is a problem, I should not be so hard on myself when I laugh uncontrollably. I have gotten better over the years when I sought for a solution in controlling my laughter. Even though I have outburst once in a while, I should not care about the reaction people give me. My problem has taught me several things, but what stands out the most is that nobody is perfect, and I should not care what people think about me. The most important thing is what I think about myself and frankly, I know I do my best every day to avoid outbursts of laughter and that alone is something I should be proud of. I might have been embarrassed of laughing all the time at some point, but now I understand that the journey it has taken me through has made me proud of my laughter.