Addiction

I am an addict. I have been for years. My addiction is to laughter. I can’t get enough. I would sometimes sneak out of the house in the middle of the night just to laugh. I always needed more and more.

Well one day my wife caught me. “Have you been laughing?” she asked. “Yes. Yes I was. I can’t help it. I’m addicted.” I told her. We had a long talk. “How deep does this go” she wondered. “Have you been laughing at work? While driving? You could have killed someone.” she said. “I know what I’m doing. I can control the laughter.” I responded. “No one can control laughter.” she spat, “You just think you can. It’s beyond our control. When you’re laughing, you have no control over it”. “But it feels good.” I reasoned. “Of course it does, that’s why it’s so addicting. You have to stop.” was her response. “I don’t think I can.” said I. “Where have I gone wrong. I married a jokester,” she cried. “It’s not that bad. “ I replied, “I’ll try and control it. It won’t take over my life” I assured her.

And so here I am, slowly trying to regain my life after becoming addicted to laughter. I want to warn others, but I realize they won’t listen, just like I wouldn’t.