I thought I had a lot I wanted to write about for when posting this comic, but the more I tried to write, the less I found myself wanting to. '_' It's not because of a reluctance or fear of being vulnerable; it's more that in the end, the facts don't really matter. I will say though that I've been struggling with a chronic physical condition I've had since I was small; when it gets bad, it's hard to feel energetic and positive, and tends to bring out the insecurities and anxieties I have about myself and my place in life. There's a lot of baggage and trauma tied to it. ^^ It's a huge frustrating uncontrollable factor that's hugely influenced the shaping of my life.

Thankfully, I have Cecilia with me, who's amazingly empathetic, caring, and knows how to make me laugh and forget about my pain, even though I'm crying so hard. I can't help but feel that if it was anyone other than her doing the things she does to help make me feel better, it would probably come off as frustrating and upsettingly inappropriate, but for some reason it doesn't. She doesn't pretend to know how I feel when things hit me hard, but she's caring, compassionate, and doesn't dismiss the hardships I have to endure, It's really comforting to know that I'm not alone even when I'm forced to tread a path I can only do on my own.