It seriously does, if I didn’t joke about almost everything I think I would’ve gone mad.
Not to mention the number of people that assume that since I can act normalish, no long term damage was really done.
It’s infuriating, I had to retrain myself to understand basic emotions and sarcasm, yet some still regularly use (heavy) passive aggressive comments. Or, that any of my issues due to it will magically disappear as it makes them uncomfortable.
I should’ve been dead by the age of 24 due to an aneurysm, yet I’m still here in my early 40’s. So I lived my life taking risks and expecting the early death, only to still be here long past my expiration.
Every ounce of my luck must be spent keeping me alive, because my life is abnormally unlucky in every other aspect.
Same here. I have a female bichon frise and I had no idea the teeth near the mustache tend to go bad along with the hip joints.