Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

For more than half my life, I have been wrapped up in my father’s struggle with alcoholism, which began when I was very young and continues to this day.

For years, my survival mechanism was to disassociate from my life in order to maintain a level head through very difficult stretches with my dad. I felt it necessary to hide this part of my life from others; very recently, I realized I needed to let go of the weight of this secret. I want to show the chaos that ripples through the lives of addicts and those closest to them, specifically their children. There’s a strange role reversal of parent and child; the child of an addict can feel a personal responsibility for their parent’s disease.

This comic only begins to scratch the surface of my experience as a child of a man with a very complex and life-controlling disease.

For nostalgia’s sake, I hold onto items from my past relationships. But social media changes everything.

With direct messages and texts, ghosts of relationships past aren’t so easily sorted

I used to think I needed a house and a big salary by age 30. Now that I’m about to leave my 20s behind, I have new goals.

Now, I want to find what truly makes me happy

The short winter days make me sad. Here’s how I cope.

Nothing I’ve tried is a cure-all, but I’ve found some remedies that work for me