It's Lonely at the Centre of the Earth: This Book Is for Someone, Somewhere.

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She grows and gains perspective throughout the book, but her experience through the doldrums is always center stage. I was recently lying near death in the ICU and I was extremely comforted by how I have spent my time and the work I leave behind. See also: "It's a comic, for Christ's sake – can't you monologue while fighting giant space worms or something? This was distressing to read because she's really embracing her illness instead of seeking help, and that's concerning to me. Imagine if Chuck Palahniuk slipped into a bout of life-long depression and shared the experience through the drawn and written word.

It’s a baffling phenomenon; the unwanted offspring of an unhealthy union between obscene privilege and a performative rejection of empathy. The reason for it has to do with the fact that most of those talks end up with some shitty phrase of „support“ such as „think positive“, „you can do it“, „there is nothing wrong with you“ from those you think of as friends. I really loved the mixed use of styles, and the « restart » down to including the publishing credits in the restart.

Instead she seems determined to try and form relationships with others based on a persona that seems to actively sabotage any chance of relationships ("Sorry for being weird"). The 103 third parties who use cookies on this service do so for their purposes of displaying and measuring personalized ads, generating audience insights, and developing and improving products. Some people are simply unable to experience positive emotion around personal accomplishments and creations.

That Thorogood portrays all this in a graphic vernacular that we not so much read as absorb only makes it all the more powerful.

Thorogood taps into sensation and the way that it is experienced in a way that is unlike anything I've seen before. That pretty much sums the struggle with mental health, which those who haven't experienced it don't know nothing about nor they can understand it fully for being trapped by your own mind is a terrible thing. It’s so wrapped in layers of self-criticism and sneering at itself that it’s hard to get a hold on, but I think capturing that very thing is what makes this so well done. There are the moments about how it can help or heal, the old Picasso saying stuff like ‘ art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life’ vibes.