Choices are easier when we’ve got the right perspective. Medication, therapy, and the support and encouragement of those who love us. All these things do only one thing. They help us to choose to live, to fight, to want to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It really is that difficult to choose when in the midst of depression. I’ve found myself stuck because I know what I should choose but I’m simply not able to choose it. And the pain of choice is real.
I’m leading up to something here. Bear with me…
This might be a little bit… Unrealistic. But if only every depression sufferer had someone like this in their lives. It won’t be a miraculous healing thing, but it’d definitely help.
Depression doesn’t mean no humour. It just means less humour. And possibly dark dark humour. But no one has a good answer to why mental illness feels so bad. It just does. The only promise is that it’ll get better.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Because sometimes, right after everything seems good, depression bites us in the arse to remind us that it’s still around. And sometimes we seem to hate having company, but what we actually want to say is… Love us.
I made a bit of a mistake with this comic. The pen brush was too think and I didn’t realise until I’d already finished everything. It kind of became a good mistake. You see, when the meds first work, and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…