depression comix #355
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comics and illustrations by clay jonathan
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Honestly, the last panel made me chuckle. 🙂 Needed that after a shitty day, thanks Clay.
Welp, this is very relatable.
Yeah, about that “opinions aren’t lies” thing. Sure, but they can be wrong if they’re based on a false premise to start with. And they can be bad if the logical outcome of said opinion is that someone gets hurt or worse. You do not get a Get Out Of Consequences Card just because you say “this is my belief”.
Lies are intents to deceive, opinions are personally held beliefs. Both can be harmful, but they are not the same.
What I was trying to get at was depression is more akin to a belief than a lie.
I mean it does suck though xD maybe not hers
Very relatable! I can’t remember how many times depression has told me these exact same lies, among others!
Ouch, that cloud of delusion is dangerous when the depression kicks hard
This one is exactly how I feel. After more than 40 years in the black hole of depression I have finally found a treatment that is working (for now). I feel better than I ever have in my life, and my family has said I am doing better than they have ever seen me. In spite of that the plan keeps coming around to tempt me. Any time I have a setback I have to struggle with those thoughts. I doubt it will ever go away completely, it is simply hard wired in my brain.
Brilliant execution on this one Clay. The last panel had just the right humor to make such a serious problem easier to deal with. The Plan is becoming one of my favorite characters.
Until I can rebuild my life, “tolerable” is my substitute for “happy” and usually helps to keep me away from The Plan.
Just because a belief is sincere and firmly held doesn’t make it good or true or worthy of respect.
Too bad The Plan isn’t actually a physical being. If it were I’d tear it to pieces and throw every piece into a fire. That nagging little voice is trying to destroy you. Don’t listen to it.
I guess that’s why my psych wanted me to ditch my Plan B stockpile. Still not decided on doing that yet though