I highly recommend viewing addictive internet memes, bromance comedies, and hilarious photos of badly dressed people at Walmart as a form of complementary medicine. It sounds obvious, but humor is a treatment I didn't consciously embrace until recently.
I've always loved being around funny people, but now that I'm a lawyer my day is fairly solitary. It turns out that internet humor is just the seasoning I need to prevent my good mood from withering during an emotionally bland day. After an hour or two of reading cases, 10 minutes reading lamebook or epic fail provides a nice mental break and emotional refresher. It's really hard not to smile when seeing the crazy stuff that people do.
I don't want to make anyone who is so depressed that they can't read or watch TV feel guilty for not being able to appreciate a joke. Like exercise, humor isn't effective when morbidly depressed. But if you're doing pretty well, then reading the funnies may help keep your spirits up.
I feel a small pang of guilt whenever I use humor that comes at someone else's expense. I'm pretty sure viewing "People of Walmart" everyday will land me in hell, but at least I'll be laughing all the way there. Plus, I try to laugh at myself just as much -- this week during my training session I did a bunch of lunges, and then tried (unsuccessfully) to jog up a set of stairs. The lunges worked my legs so hard that when my brain signaled my leg muscles to move up the stairs, the muscles didn't respond. My upper body, on the other hand, got the message and lurched forward without its bottom half. I ended up landing on my face while my legs buckled underneath me. Confused, I pulled myself up by the railing and tried a second time to run up the stairs. And I fell on my face, again. It was pretty funny and would have made a hilarious clip titled "Going Upstairs--FAIL".
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