Had a really messed up dream recently. Crazy enough that I'm not going to share it. But I mentioned it on Facebook. S commented that she had weird dreams sometimes too. Like once she dreamt that she caught her husband making out with some movie star and actually woke up angry enough to wake him up to yell at him for it.
I'll admit, I was very tempted to tell her what my 'normal' dreams are like. Just to give her a frame of reference for what I mean when I had one that I found disturbing. But I didn't. I didn't want to start showing off or playing the 'I'm Crazier than You' game. There were a few times that C tried to tell me how she was crazy. Seriously, she said. I'm crazy. like she was bragging about it. I just bit my tongue and didn't say that I thought she had no idea what real crazy was. I'm not even close to what I would call real crazy either, but I do know what real crazy is.
It irritates me when people start bragging about their insanity. The truth is that they want all the secondary benefits that come with others thinking you're crazy, without having to suffer the drawbacks. The main one is that they're crazy.
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It's especially
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Yeah, that's *exactly* why. People with actual problems can't just stop when it isn't fun any more.
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