Laughing Uncontrollably When Stressed Novels & Stories

She laughed. "All I did was tell you to relax. You did everything else. Just remember that now you have to learn to control it. You can't get pissed off at a customer at work and then rip their heads off." I laughed out loud. I was a little worried about controlling myself, but I think that I will be alright. I am not naturally an aggressive person, it takes a lot to get me upset or pissed off. So I should be fine.

It made Trisha feel bold to make the man jump with her scary looks. "Honey... help... I can't breathe..." Trisha was having difficulty speaking as her laughter seemed to be out of control. Now it was Denny's turn to laugh at her. She was losing control of her laughter, and she was starting to sob. She was asking for help, but her laughter was bursting out of control.

“But storms still get in my head.” He started talking. Nothing heavy. Just small things. Silly things. Bad jokes and worse impressions. Something about two employees caught locking lips mid-conference call. I laughed. Loud, shameless and maybe a little too hard. The kind of laugh that sneaks up on you. Uninvited. Uncontrolled. And desperately needed. He looked pleased with himself. “You’re not half bad at cheering people up,” I said. “Shhh, don’t tell anyone. I’ve got a reputation to protect.”

I tell him and he quickly drops his hand back down and swallows the sip he had taken from his coffee. “So, as it turns out, her son had just finished playing at a funeral and he was telling her that he had five funerals that week. Just as I was taking a very large sip as I had a limited time to be in the back of the store, she replied with; ‘Well, people are just dying to see you.’” Dalon burst out laughing and I can’t help but join in. “Now imagine you were halfway with swallowing a large sip of coffee while bursting out with laughter. No matter how good you are at multitasking, you can’t swallow and laugh at the same time. So, I choked, with coffee spraying everywhere. I tried to explain t

"And can you stop laughing?" When he still didn't cease, frustration took over, and I picked up a pillow on instinct, throwing it at him. It hit him in the face, but instead of getting mad, he continued laughing. Somehow, I started to feel comfortable being around him. Still, his laugh was so stressful. Gosh!

I quickly clapped a hand over my traitorous mouth, but it was too late - the laughter kept bubbling up in a wild, near-hysterical torrent, tears springing to my eyes as I struggled to rein in the bizarre fit. My ribs ached from the force of the uncontrollable spasms, all the while Jason silently watched with one brow quirked in obvious amusement at my strange behavior. I eventually managed to get myself back under control, gasping to steady my ragged breathing. My face felt overheated and flushed, my cheeks no doubt stained a furious crimson in the wake of my emotional breakdown. "Sorry," I gasped out between lingering chuckles. "It's just...the way you phrased that made you sound like an ol

He kept cackling, so I just scratched my head in confusion while Levi started laughing too. Before I knew it, I was caught up in their giggles. I clutched my stomach—I had no idea what was funny, but I couldn’t stop laughing! We looked like lunatics in the hallway. I had to hold onto the wall to keep from falling over I was laughing so hard. Wait—my aunt always said too much laughing could kill you. I shot my eyes open at the memory and tried to stop, but damn it—I just couldn’t! “Stop!” I gasped between laughs. But every time I heard either of them snicker, I’d burst out again. This must be what it feels like to be crazy!

Gods, that smile could start wars. She glanced down briefly before speaking again. “I don’t do this.” “Do what?” “This.” She gestured between us vaguely. “Feelings.” I blinked then burst out laughing and she frowned immediately. “What’s funny?” “You think I do?” Her expression softened slightly. “I mean” “I punch people for stress relief,” I reminded her. “You also threaten people recreationally.” “Exactly.” A tiny laugh escaped her before she could stop it. There it is. Marie’s smile faded slowly as she looked at me again.

My face felt like it was going to explode any second if I kept on trying to suppress my laughing emotion. ‘Pfft! Priya, please regain control immediately. I really can't hold my laughter!’. I said to her. Honestly, if I were in a close area, I would have let out my laughter without a care in the world. But right now, I was in the midst of other people. If I suddenly burst out laughing while an emergency was going on, would they not think that I was a psychopath? “Ha-!”. Before I could laugh completely, Priya took control, but since I could still see what she was seeing, I laughed out to my heart's content in the abyss.

"So, just do it. Take action without any fear. And you haven't lost yourself. You're just tired. Your voice says it all. You're still full of life and strength but you're scared of doing anything. You're being lazy to take big steps because you think the consequences won't be good enough. And if you want time, you can take that too. Let yourself stay in a shell for a while. Sometimes, it's better to lose yourself and know who you actually are and make yourself the better version. I kept listening to him. Though those were mere words that had no direct connection with my current state they worked like magic to me. For a moment, I felt like he was repeating dad's words and I'm listening to him