Laughing Uncontrollably When Stressed Novels & Stories

"Don't you ever say that. Don't even joke about it. We're nothing like her, Heather. Nothing." We both laughed then… a loud, slightly unhinged sound that filled the empty spaces of my office and probably echoed down the hallway outside. It was the kind of laughter that only comes from people who have survived the absolute worst together and have nothing left to do but find the horror funny. The kind that borders on hysteria, that releases years of pent-up frustration in a single, cathartic moment. The kind that makes your ribs ache and your eyes water, not entirely from amusement.

She laughed despite herself before sliding off the counter completely. “That is not a real coping mechanism.” “It’s worked incredibly well for thirty-seven years.” The honesty hidden inside the joke made her chest tighten unexpectedly.

I told her, trying to keep my voice steady. Taking a sip of her coffee, she smiled, “Um, you love the man. I haven't seen you cry once since he signed those divorce papers, and that says something. “ “ Yes! I ran out of tears, girl.” I laugh at my own joke as Sky gives me a side eye. I was cracking myself up, I couldn't stop laughing, oh lord, I haven't laughed since, well, these past days have been stressful, it's good I let it all out in laughter instead of tears.

He added. I don’t know if they are trying to entertain me or insult me, but looking at them giggling to what they are saying make me smile. “You just are not helping to boost my confident, At least said that he still like me if I look like a stress garbage.” I smirk.