This comic was ready a month or more ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to publish it. I struggle with impact. I struggle with the negative voice, the critic in my head, telling me that I’m not enough, this is not enough. I struggle with the fact that my book is out there – it is not enough, I will never be enough. For the people that I want to be proud of me – but who may not be healthy for me.
And for those who are healthy for me, I keep thinking I will disappoint them. At some point.
But I have to carry on. I have to believe that I’m still trying my best, because I know I am giving my all, even if the results don’t show it. I feel like I should give more, but every time I check, there is nothing to give. It makes me feel like a failure. Like I am useless. That the world would be a better place without me.
So my next series of comics will be about that – even as I gently urge you, dear reader, to breathe, to stay safe, and remember that you’re struggling if you’re struggling… And that it’s okay to not be okay.
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