If I’m honest, I think this mostly comes from thinking we’re not worthy of things.
Tag Archives: confessional
January 9th, 2016
I often feel like a burden to my loved ones. Their reminders that I’m not are like a fresh Spring day breaking through the gray of late Winter. They’re essential. They’re hope.
January 5th, 2016
I’m a Med Aide at an Assisted Living Center here in Portland now and beyond considerations regarding HIPAA violations, I also respect the privacy and autonomy of the residents I’m helping take care of.
For similar reasons, I didn’t write about first dates back when those were happening all the time. It seemed unfair to show someone who often didn’t even know that this project existed.
Weird to draw a connection between taking care of mostly elderly folks and the … several women I went on first dates with in 2014, but the situations are similar in my mind.
January 21st, 2015
This comic is gross. I am gross.
January 20th, 2015
This turned out a bit darker than I intended it to. I guess what I want to say is that you have to find your reasons to be alive within yourself, not others.
January 18th, 2015
Also: The oldest person in the audience.
I really didn’t quite capture his fragility and age here, but I hope to god I’m still at shows when I’m his age.
January 16th, 2015
To quote the lovely lady this refers to when she first read this:
“I. Uh. Oh. OH.”
I don’t know what comes next, but today it’s good.
January 15th, 2015
I wouldn’t have expected this to hit me so hard, but it did and I learned a bit more about myself by going through it.
January 13th, 2015
I’ve been afraid of my own capacity for love for too long. I’m ready for things to change.
January 12th, 2015
I think that what I was trying to describe in this comic was the Buddhist idea of “loving kindness.” Of reaching out and acknowledging our shared pain in an accepting and loving way.