Going back to the apartment to spend one last night there was hard after spending an hour or so just feeling the emptiness of my new space.
November 14th, 2014
Monthly Archives: November 2014
November 13th, 2014
We have a history with this song and it played at a moment while we were packing up my old room that seemed too perfect to just be the clever programming of a streaming music site’s algorithms. The feeling as if we were caught in a narrative (rather than real life) amused me.
I’m not sure I quite captured it, but trying new things is what this project (and my life in general these days).
November 12th, 2014
Home has always been a person to me. It’s time I built one that’s all my own.
November 11th, 2014
Isaac’s rules regarding our Mean Girls clique within the “It’s a Wonderful Life” cast took a sudden turn for the worse.
November 10th, 2014
This kind of pleading is incredibly manipulative, but sometimes what I know I should say and what my sad, desperate brain is screaming at me are incredibly at odds. Sometimes the only way to get the lying, cloying voice to be silent is to give it a voice, even if just for a few moments.
November 9th, 2014
The last time I tried medication to help me with my struggles, the results were less than inspiring.
I’m hopeful that this time I can find some relief without side effects that can cause the cure to be worse than the disease.
November 8th, 2014
Even as an extrovert, I need my moments of peace. My life and my living situation make those few and far between.
Escaping from moments where I am happy means that it’s time for things to change. Things will change.
November 7th, 2014
This was an incredibly hard day in an incredibly hard week, but this moment of levity between me and some of my favorite people is exactly the way I want to remember it.
Which I suppose is obvious, since I wouldn’t have written a comic about it if I didn’t.
But I just want to acknowledge how sometimes this comic captures the hard moments from a good day and other times it captures the good moments from a hard one.
November 6th, 2014
This isn’t fiction: The protagonist’s actions are not assumed to be correct or commendable. I am not advocating my behavior, simply documenting it.
November 5th, 2014
Blackwell’s on 41st Avenue in Portland, Oregon.