Inner Child
A comic strip I made last year about losing your inner child, while coping with reality or life and at some point connecting with it again.
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A comic strip I made last year about losing your inner child, while coping with reality or life and at some point connecting with it again.
Today I’ve been thinking about feeling guilty being alive. Ever had that? I surely had…but why?
As I was researching my own neurodiversity and reflecting on my behaviors, which caused me so much conflict in the past, mostly because the way I express my thoughts and feelings often comes across as rude, „robotic“, offensive, etc. to other people, I found myself feeling a lot of guilt towards my loved ones, since my way of communicating caused a lot of arguments in the past and present. These days I’m aware of that, though. This led me to spiral down the self-guilt-trip about forcing myself into other peoples lives and make them experience these stupid kind of conflicts over and over again, which I unintentionally inflicted and in general just about being alive.
Yes, this is certainly some irrational, self-pity, „poor-me-mimimi“ kind of behavior, and not my actual conclusion, so excuse my whining…