Diary Comic XXXVI

Another of my diary comics, which I will eventually collect in a book as I make more. A few that I decide to share, I will post online. Others will be book exclusive.

It’s delusional, perhaps, to think such a thing (I am I and not an exoskeleton) and yet… and yet…if I could go back…if I could only…


The fourth in the EphebOphelia cycle. The comics in the EphebOphelia cycle are all linked not only by a name that’s dripping in puns but also by this weird orgy of sexuality, queerness (especially and specifically transness), darkness, art, aesthetic, and the tragedy of youth, whether that be its brevity in some respects and its longevity in others (such as appearance in a negative manner) or its pubertal recurrence for those who take hormones and get to re-live the worst of middle and high school in adulthood (and/or the looming threat of that possibility.)


These comics are based on experiences and thoughts I’ve had regarding life, and its many struggles, including those of gender, sex, mental illness, and everything in between. As a result, the language is often blunt, aggressive, shocking, and sometimes painful; similarly, my humor is often dry, self-deprecating, and dark. I write the way I speak and definitely the way I speak to myself which is not often nice.

While some things may be embellished, simplified, or exaggerated for the comic medium, there is always a truth to them for that snapshot of time.


Clip Studio Paint | 8 Jan 2019

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