When I was the victim of debilitating Panic Disorder, everything was serious. I was in survival mode. There was nothing else in my life other than trying to fix myself and get the hell out of that horror.
One day I drew an angel card and it said ” Play” and I of course laughed, because that was the farthest thing from my reality.
But I got the message and I began to play with my daughters, then 6 and 2 1/2. I started to get zany to make them laugh, then make myself laugh.
It worked and that was the beginning of my return to sanity.
So try it…be an ass, be ridiculous, go to laughter yoga classes, watch comedies, read silly books, read limericks…do whatever it takes, ‘cuz I can attest…”Laughter IS the best medicine”.
That’s why my practice is so successful- tho I deal with heavy stuff, I’m wacky and fun, and we breakthrough pretty quickly when it’s play and not “work”.