If the basis of comedy isn’t pain, then I apparently don’t even know what comedy is.
A Survivor’s Story
Warning: This comic contains content that may be considered graphic or unsettling.
This is the story of how I was molested as a child and what events in my adult life led me to realize that I had to deal with this to be healthy. Fellow survivors and those who are sensitive to this type of material may be triggered by the story that follows. While this comic has always been considered mature content, this entry should be considered especially so.
If you are a survivor, you are not alone.
This was the lesson I had to learn. Once life had put me on a path where I could no longer ignore what had happened to me, I didn’t have any choice but to face this. While in many ways I faced it alone, I found resources and groups that showed me that I wasn’t alone and that I was going to be okay.
I don’t know your story, but I know that you aren’t alone and you will be okay, too.
Today was a day of confronting things that at other points in my life I would not have. I would have shied away. I would have acquiesced.
I’m not saying I did everything perfectly, but I didn’t do a bit of it without putting myself and my own happiness first and foremost. I didn’t spend a moment sacrificing my needs for the needs of others.
And if you think that sounds selfish, I would suggest you go read about codependency.
I am responsible for my happiness and right now, I’m being very responsible.