Beeing misstreated all the time without even having a safezone to return to....everyone would break at some point....and even if it's over...even if it was long ago. The scars and wounds in our
Souls remain. We are like cracked porcelaine figures all the time....ready to shatter....but we aren't shattered yet! Brighter times are yet to come! That' s what I tell myself everyday to stay alive somehow....to stay sane somehow
I've made this comic for a project at my University. The topic was 'true stories' and so I wrote this story about my struggles with my inner demons and self doubt. I hope you like it, its my very first finished short comic
Please excuse the mistakes, english isn't my first language
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