Oh my gods, laughing
May. 19th, 2012 03:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxCoffee coffee coffee coffee. Also, Ponies.
(sigh) A few people have mentioned that I've "gone Pony-crazy" or "gotten Pony-obsessed." From the technical and medical standpoints, I have certainly not, and I take very slight offense. However, please do explain what is so wrong with thoroughly enjoying a thing that I loved in childhood so much that the nostalgia is bursting forth in my adult brain like beautiful fireworks. Oh, heavens, I am expressing my joy at something humorous and colorful in online social media, so I must be crazy and obsessed beyond help. It obviously has nothing to do with making sure I laugh about happy things every day to hold clinical depression at bay. That crazy obsessive Joanna, she's something, isn't she?
Besides, I cheerfully hold my tongue about stuff that those people love dearly and chatter on about while I just smile and nod.
/laughing lighthearted sarcasm mode
I dunno. I just have this... thing... about being called "obsessed" when I personally try to use the term in the medical sense. I admit that I am ridiculously sensitive about such issues since I actually have OCD, ADD, depression, anxiety, hypersensitivity, etc. I totally admit that I take things literally or the wrong way some days.
Go on, tell me to lighten up. I usually need more smiling.
http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111004092634/bakugan/images/6/65/My-little-pony-friendship-is-magic-brony-hater-gonna-hate-but-bronies-never-feel-it.gif
(sigh) A few people have mentioned that I've "gone Pony-crazy" or "gotten Pony-obsessed." From the technical and medical standpoints, I have certainly not, and I take very slight offense. However, please do explain what is so wrong with thoroughly enjoying a thing that I loved in childhood so much that the nostalgia is bursting forth in my adult brain like beautiful fireworks. Oh, heavens, I am expressing my joy at something humorous and colorful in online social media, so I must be crazy and obsessed beyond help. It obviously has nothing to do with making sure I laugh about happy things every day to hold clinical depression at bay. That crazy obsessive Joanna, she's something, isn't she?
Besides, I cheerfully hold my tongue about stuff that those people love dearly and chatter on about while I just smile and nod.
/laughing lighthearted sarcasm mode
I dunno. I just have this... thing... about being called "obsessed" when I personally try to use the term in the medical sense. I admit that I am ridiculously sensitive about such issues since I actually have OCD, ADD, depression, anxiety, hypersensitivity, etc. I totally admit that I take things literally or the wrong way some days.
Go on, tell me to lighten up. I usually need more smiling.
http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111004092634/bakugan/images/6/65/My-little-pony-friendship-is-magic-brony-hater-gonna-hate-but-bronies-never-feel-it.gif
