Good Company

In which I draw my way through some concerns

When I started this, I promised myself—just quietly, in my own head—that I’d write once a week. But for the last two weeks I’ve been preoccupied. I’ve been presented with… not even an opportunity, really, more like the possibility of an opportunity maybe, if several major stars align including my ability to rally significant courage. But all the same I haven’t been able to think about much else. 

I have been drawing my way through it. This is new for me, and really nice. Comics! I love them. 

I borrowed this idea from an instructor I had this past year, who draws a lot of comics where abstract monster-type creatures process big emotions. I recommend it, as a strategy. It gave me enough space to feel a lot of feelings and also laugh about them a little, and it’s not so bad to be anxious when your anxiety turns into a squiggly little monster who makes jokes. 

(I am remembering several adults in my childhood who used to say things along the lines of, “It’s ok to talk to yourself, but if you start answering yourself, you should be worried” and, respectfully, they can go kick a rock.)

Anyway, here’s what the voices in my head and I talked about this week:

The next time you’re feeling weird about something, doodle yourself some creatures and see what they have to say.

♥