People know me today as a bubbly, outgoing, and chatty person who seems to have a lot of friends and zero problems approaching people. But I used to be so shy that I'd literally have problems ordering food! Here's my story of how I burst out of my shell.
Entering my thirties made me reflect on all the phases, experiences, and changes that eventually made me who I am. Upon reading old journals, I was compelled to capture some of my stories into comic form. I figure that perhaps some of my experiences can be relatable, and it makes me quite queasy to be so candid. It's strangely therapeutic, but also terrifying. Maybe I just share too much.