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Man…
This too shall pass! It might hurt like a bitch but hold on … It shall pass
still waiting for it to pass
not for all of us
Srishti, I know where you are coming from. I’m much better now & I think my turning point was when I could finally force myself to say “it’s just a feeling, it will pass; things will get better.” Mind you I didn’t believe it, I just did it & found out was true.
Sometimes it doesnt, bro. Sometimes, you just learn enough coping skills that you can mostly drown out what used to be loud.
This might actually be a step-up. I wish I could synthesize my suicidal ideation into a nice book-shaped physical thing, because then I could safely punt it into the nearest swamp.
Now THAT would make a great strip. Someone struggles with turning it into a book & defeats it by chucking it into the swamp. 6 months later IT returns, waterlogged, half rotten, covered in slime.
I’m thrilled to death with the days I can keep it outside tapping on the glass. ITS preferred position is in my apartment defecating on my head.
3 years later for me. Hasn’t passed. But is it mostly manageable at least
Fuck. Yeah. That’s… best I get is it’s quiet most of the day. When it gets loud, I go to bed, because I probably need sleep. Also because I won’t do anything stupid there until I have the energy to fight.
It’s a pendulum.
Just want to say thanks Clay, These comics have helped me tremendously. They let me see things from a different perspective and realize it’s something majority of us deal with, We just don’t know how to, or how to talk properly with others about it, because we believe that it shows weakness, When in reality it’s the farthest thing from it.
This one gave me quite a chuckle. At least when it’s hammering on the door from outside, it’s easier to see what an annoying and stupid little thing it is and my reaction is less hopeless resignation and more “Ugh, shut uuuuuppp!”
This hit too close to home.