Crazy Doesn’t Define Me.

So here I am again. Twice yesterday someone called me “crazy”. All in good fun of course, but my brain shuts down on me and goes Are you crazy? Is that what they really think? Unfortunately for me I’ve played along and made jokes my entire life about how “crazy” I am. 

Here’s the definition of crazy. 

cra·zy

ˈkrāzē informal adjective

mentally deranged, especially as manifested in a wild or aggressive way “Stella went crazy and assaulted a visitor” synonyms: mad, insane, out of one’s mind, crazed, lunatic, non composmentis, unhinged, mad as a hatter, mad as a March hare;

Extremely enthusiastic “I’m crazy about Cindy” synonyms: passionate about, (very) keen on, enamored of, infatuated with, smitten with, devoted to; 

adverb NORTH AMERICAN I’ve been crazy busy”

noun NORTH AMERICAN

mentally deranged person

(Sorry about the spacing for some reason it won’t fix.)

Well I’m not. I’m not crazy, crazed, cray cray or the like. I’m your friend, your daughter, your niece, your cousin, your wife. I’m a mom. I have been though a lot of things in my life. A Lot. That would make anyone feel and act differently. But I’m not crazy. I stand up for myself. I fight. I yell. But I’m not crazy. I’m a mom, I’m a chaperone, I’m a dishwasher. But I’m not crazy. I’m a cook, a maid, a singer, but I’m not crazy. 

I have a mental illness that effects my ability to control emotions. But I’m not crazy. 

I have bad days, and good days and mideocore days. But I am not crazy.

I don’t know why it’s now that this bothers me. But it does. It almost hurts my feelings when it’s said. Trust me I know that no one else means it the way that I take it. I know they are using “crazy” as a form of fun. It’s not. 

So in conclusion. I’m not crazy, and I’m pretty crazy about it. 

Hugs – kuddos and kiddos

8 thoughts on “Crazy Doesn’t Define Me.”

  1. Sometimes people just don’t think before throwing certain words around. People call me crazy and I know it’s joking but it still makes me reflect on my behavior. I’m certain the people who call you crazy mean it affectionately as do the people who say it to me. And if they don’t mean it that way ignore them. Some folks will always be a little mean!

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    1. I battle depression and have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s a struggle but after many years of trial and error I’ve learned to control a lot of the baggage that comes with. It’s still a battle most days, but I have had a very good support system. Thanks for reading!

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  2. Hey don’t feel bad. I think everyone has a little crazy in them. I’m Bipolar II with Generalized Anxiety Disorder and ADHD. When I was diagnosed I thought “oh God I’m crazy.” But then my husband said to me “you’re all the best types of crazy.” You’re crazy in love with your hubs and your children. It drives you crazy to be a mom. I think, especially moms, have to be a little crazy to survive the life we live. I know it definitely has negative connotations but try to think of it as a positive thing. “Am I crazy? Hell yeah and if you call me that one more time I’m gonna go crazy on you!” Lol.

    But on a side note, if that doesn’t work for you, just know that you’re not crazy in a websters dictionary way. And it can definitely rub people wrong the same way the word retard does. If someone who didn’t know me or someone I was already tense with called me crazy I would be upset too.

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