She Cut Me Deep
I can’t remember how exactly this conversation went, but she definitely said I had emo hair and I definitely cut my hair the next day because lol no I simply won’t stand for that. You can say whatever you want about me, and I will have unwavering self esteem until my hair comes into play, apparently. It’s also one of the reasons I love being around my wife so much: her razor-sharp wit.
Which is a good thing, because I work at home now, haha.
So yeah I have a completely new job now, my 2nd job since leaving the job that I left this strip on for two years. One of the things that started happening when I was working on my art portfolio and beginning to find a new job, was I started caring more about how I looked. I started shaving at least every other day instead of once every few weeks, and made sure I started showering at least every other day as well. I cut my hair in a way that made me happy and I did my best to take care of it instead of letting it grow however the heck it wanted and chopping it all off when it got too long. I even put my full faith in my wife and let her pick out clothes for me! And the results have been awesome.
In short, I used to really, really to not like myself. I’ll be honest, despite my enthusiasm that I would outwardly show, I really hated myself, and was constantly disappointed in myself as well. It made writing and drawing this comic very difficult at times. Looking at pictures of me from just a few years ago, I was a mess. I should really dig those up sometime to show what I mean, hah. Nowadays, hey, maybe I’m not so bad! It makes me a bit sad that I just didn’t have the time to keep up with this comic and kind of document how I was changing and trying to find myself over the past couple years, but hey I’m here now, yeah? I’ll do my best to catch everyone up as this comic goes on.
Until next time, thanks for reading!