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.
Thoughts accumulated since the disastrous misgendering of Dr. James Barry even today to conflicted feelings about life and being seen and International Women’s Day yielded this. How do we reconcile who we are versus who we are treated as? Who we once were versus who we are (and who we may be doomed to be regardless of wishes)
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 Mar 2019