I keep admiring how well you put the rawness, vulnerability, and honesty together, creating art like a lighthouse. Guiding the viewer. Showing truth in the creation.
that last image! so beautiful! and also the rest of it, so meaningful.
thank you for sharing this journey. so glad you have the support that you do, and that you're offer what you do here.
glad you know, when you do, that the sea monsters might only be seem-monsters!
thank you for being the king of this world and sharing your inner kingdom here.
This made me cry. I don't have bipolar disorder, but my trauma history coupled with my anxiety can create a very similar sense of being disoriented, which can result in causing harm that I am only truly aware of once my head clears. It feels so real at the time. Waiting the feelings out doesn't work because the thoughts and fears don't go away. I'm in the thick of trying to figure out how to manage so I don't destroy my important relationships.
I don't know what to say. It feels like you're describing everything I've gone through. I've wondered for some time if I might be bipolar myself.
This almost feels like a confirmation.
I guess I got some stuff to do.
It’s so nice to see this feeling in words and pictures. Meds are essential in these situations. Some see them as a crutch but your right, they are tools. Those combined with a good support system are the only way I have survived this long.
Aw, fuck man. Today has been dumb hard and everything feels awful and scary, but the little tentacle holding your hand made me feel better.
Like Im reading a long lost cousin version of my life. The imagined monsters and fears let out because of one missed pin. One feeling ignored in the body can tumble and grow into a 500 novel in our heads.
I wish we all give ourselves grace when our pins get misplaced.
I love how poetic and clear your metaphors are <3
Thanks for sharing this, and this metaphor.
Thanks for sharing this and help us, people with mental illness, feel not alone in our own sea 💙
My dad was manic-depressive. I could only see him from the outside... thank you for giving us all an insider's view. And for your bravery in telling your story. And for your marvelous, marvelous art! (Can I pay for a print of the final panel?)
Thank you, ND, for sharing your imperfect, beautiful self. Your work has far-reaching, positive consequences! May you feel the love reflected back to you from a grateful world.
Seroquel my beloved and the snipet of therapy are both EXTREMELY relatable
One swell at a time
loved this comic when it came out.
love it still!
God this is relatable. Especially the spiraling out at percieved social rejection, and seeing a scary world no one else sees. I am assuming mine is straight-up social anxiety instead of psychosis...? but seeing someone else talk about it means a lot.