B Funny! Even if you're the only one laughing. My dry execution of one-liners wrapped in sarcastic self-judgment delivered at the wrong time has earned me more than a few obvious mental eye rolls. I’m like an upbeat Eeyore without the self-loathing, more positive than pessimistic and joking most of the time. My witticisms can be as dry as the Sonoran Desert with the landing falling just as flat. Reassuring someone that “It was a joke,” or worse yet, trying to explain where my mind is coming from becomes a joke. And not the funny kind. The moment has passed and all that remains is their scrutiny of my twisted thoughts causing me to wish I had kept them to myself. My life as an extroverted/introverted: laugh at my joke/don’t judge me! The struggle is real. Humor can serve as impenetrable armor or expose your deepest vulnerabilities. Just as the knight in a jousting challenge, unkinghted people look for the chinks in your psyche that jokes will sometimes expose. When you...