I HAD A MOMENT LIKE THIS AT WORK LAST WEEK. My boss asked me if i’ve ever had a bucket. and my response was “well…like im sure i have one somewhere in my moms garage that i could use if i needed one…”
as it turns out, she was referring to an alcoholic beverage.
high five scott.—
Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.
Gonna get back to comics and mermaids and things soon, but here are some silly doodles of my chubby Siamese cat, Chaos. (He’s actually been LOSING weight these days, but I seem to draw him rounder and rounder every day).