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I’m Stuck
Content Warning: PTSD, child abuse, sexual assault
After a long hiatus, I wanted to make a comic for the five year anniversary of the original launch. I kept trying to come up with a topic that was “worthy,” but in the end I went with the story I was motivated to tell on the day that I began telling it.
Five Years
April 1st, 2014 I published the first update to Life and How to Live It. A few of the comics were ones I’d already made, but this was the first time I put them under a heading with a name.
I hadn’t seriously considered doing a daily comic, much less think I could do that for three years.
I started this comic with a broken heart, I fell in love a few times, I lost my Mom, and I lived.
There’s still more to come. I hope you’ll join me for it.
One Third
Sorry I’ve been gone so long. The news has been overwhelming and life has had its difficulties and … well, I’ve been feeling drained most of the time lately.
Here’s a comic that explains some of the reasons why.
Four Years
While the comic has been on hiatus since the end of April last year, I still have plans to continue the project.
In honor of it being four years since I launched the website, here’s the first comic I made for this: The Jon Hamm Dream.
This is an actual dream I had and this is still one of my favorite things I’ve made.
Paws!
The fantastic @wehavepaws will be at the Hawthorn Theater tonight in Portland, Oregon. You should come come see them and nerd out with me!
Flying Kites
This weekend I went out to this same beach with these same kids and the same kite was flown. It helped me remember the trip I talked about in the comic about my affinity for Charlie Brown, so I thought I’d share this again.
Survivor’s Anniversary
Three years ago I posted what is likely the most important comic of this project so far. I did it to purge my demons, but also in the hopes that it would reach others who had also been assaulted and give them some comfort.
Since then I’ve heard from people both privately and publicly who have told me that my story helped them with theirs. That still overwhelms me. I don’t advocate that all Survivors tell their stories so publicly, but helping others where I can (in my work, in my group therapy sessions, in my presence on social media) has been a balm to the hurt that was done to me. You be safe first and foremost, but if you can safely tell your story and you feel so compelled, then know that it could be a help to someone out there who needs it. Someone who might be feeling alone and could use a stranger’s voice telling them that they aren’t.
And if you haven’t read this before or even if you have and just need the reminder: You’re not alone.