This. So much truth in this.

It does tell the story well, in a way that hopefully some folks that Don't have depression can understand what it's like... especially the dead fish part, and that STUPID YOGA LADY IN THE MAKEUP... grr.

Only thing I wish that the comic had covered.. Anti-depressants aren't a cure.. they just help you grasp the emotions again so that you can then use that to motivate yourself to do things. There is no 'magic fix', no matter how many people say there is. Well, I stand corrected.. Two things I wish it had covered... relapses from 'recovery'. That slide back downhill.. it's much like the beginning though.. you start with the sadness and the crying over things that you know you shouldn't even socially be upset over. .. then you hate yourself for being sad over it, and the voice yells at you, and then you hate everything around you because you "don't deserve it or reality".. and then the feelings melt away again, slowly, until you're empty. Thankfully, at least for me, if I catch it on the downslide, I can help talk through things, either with Kit, or with a good friend.. and keep that nasty voice from ever coming out to cause so many problems.

Exactly; you put it so well, Irime. I wish she'd done something about the relapses, too, because those can be even scarier than the initial onslaught of depression. The other thing that I think should be included in the dead fish/yoga lady bits are people who tell you "what happened? You're not like yourself. Why can't you just be like your old self?" Sometimes, those people really mean well, but it can just hurt worse, depending on who is talking to you. Only Ticky and my best friend have figured out the ways to gently tell me that I'm acting very 'off and weird' without it setting me off into more sad-lands.

These are definitely comics I'm going to keep spreading around. I think they're going to make it a lot easier for people to talk about serious depression and depressive disorders without it making everyone feel super awkward. Cause, you know, severe depression exists and can effect anyone.

I also get tired of pretending to be nice and good sometimes.

My job. Every day. >_< I just want to throw rocks out the window at stupid people.

Throw honey packets instead and maybe the sharp corners will stab their eyes.

NONO... throw ARBY'S SAUCE at them!!!