I hope you have someone in your life that helps you make fun of yourself from time to time. This is actually an art form that goes way beyond taking yourself lightly. We’ve all heard about that. But really, that’s for sissies.
The real fun comes when somebody you know pokes you with a mild to moderate zinger about your own behavior that is true. One choice is be offended, but honestly, that just isn’t worth the indignant energy that you have to invest in it. Really, what do you get out of being offended? A headache? A wasted day of being pissed off? Who does it hurt? You got it, it only hurts you.
So I’m all for perfecting the art of making fun of yourself. After all, if you do it first, then you burst the bubble of someone who’s trying to get your goat. It makes it a lot harder for others to get you annoyed, so you end up becoming a little invincible—at least sometimes. Now, that’s a pretty good feeling.
But of course you’re not invincible. But toughening up a little, seeing your limitations and calling them out for what they are—this certainly makes you more resilient, more resistant to some of the hard knocks of life. And more likely to laugh them off than brood on them.
The latest one for me is my uncanny ability to put everything in the negative. Like this, to my husband: “Hey Jim, I’m guessing you didn’t remember to pick up bananas when you were at the store, did you?” This drives my husband nuts, insane, over the wall. Now, I don’t have myself to blame because my mom does this all the time and I inherited it from her, so I’m not responsible, it’s genetic.
Hah! So lately, the minute this stuff comes out of my mouth and it’s within Jim’s earshot, I just beat him to the punch, and acknowledge that the negativity is just a way to test him, and for me to wear my DNA traits on my sleeve.
And the more I make fun of myself, the more I change. Maybe a little too slowly for those around me, but positive comments and questions are actually beginning to sneak into my vocabulary.
Maybe we should form a self-help group all about making fun of yourself. So you start yours, I’ll start mine, and we can compare notes. Really, this growth and changing yourself thing can be a bitch. Oh yeah, there I go again…