We carry our own stigmas with us and apply them even as we feel their sting and reel away from it. We are our own, sharpest, pointy sticks of doom.
I have smiled occasionally, and now even look specifically for things that will help me smile because I like smiling. I talk here about successes in my journey, rather than the horrors that put me on this path in the first place because it’s healthier for everyone, especially me.
Hyperbole in a meme is your enemy. I qualified that because I am, admittedly, guilty of it sometimes too, but that’s different, right? Right?? If someone can’t explain it sufficiently in plain language, then they don’t get it either.