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Yep.
This is so true! Some days panel one feels so far away, when all you feel is like the second panel.
Mine is usually along the lines of, “everything is hopeless, I’m stupid, it’s futile, I’d be better off dead.” Shut up, brain!
The only one who knows and understands this is a daily thing for me is my trauma therapist. Nobody else can even remotely handle it.
I go back and forth, depending on how ill I am
Niha Rasheed :/
One way out of all of it. :)))
Perfect. It’s really hard to be rational when my emotional is like smashed potatoes.
Yup, this happened to me this week when I got a surprise letter from the IRS. Suicide seems to be the knee-jerk reaction thought when I’m faced with something that freaks me out.
For me it’s panel 2 along with “hurt yourself because this problem is your fault” and finally turns into just give up and it’ll resolve itself.
I am FINALLY hurtling to #1. I refuse to die of this shit.
I’ve been feeling like #2 lately, I’m so glad I’m not the only one.
Do you have some sort of upload scedule, something for me to look forward to?
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
same
My job requires a lot of problem solving. I have to fake the first skills because all I feel are the second. At least I am able to fake it convincingly.
That was me, alone in the dark, unable to think about anything but death, every damned day for about five years.
Keep it up, Clay, as much as you can stand. I hope that those who identify with the characters in these comics will recognize that they have a serious illness and seek the help they need to fight it. Had this been around at the time I might have saved myself years of torment.
And then there are the times I’ll start thinking like the first panel which then ends up leading me to the second panel.
as much as i consider myself recovered, i’ll still hear the voice of before.
though i’m able to brush it of as an absolutely crazy thought.
and i’ve gotten better at ranting. ranting helps so much i almost can’t believe i didn’t start doing it before.
blaming someone else (who may have deserved it too), is a great way at overcoming the fear of failing and instead just get done with whatever ordeal it is.