The New Saint Catherine

One of the cruelest truths is that not even children are spared from wickedness. They’re not sullied by original sin, but the world’s so bad its depravity has a way of seeping into them. I was shown no mercy and came to be possessed at age eight. This was the blight that would disfigure my...

On Subjectivity & What We Call Bipolar

There is no contesting the very real ways that Moods have molded me. Mania has marked my life with heightened creativity, incredible sensitivity, and boundless energy; the madness that follows has brought broken hearts, financial worries, totaled cars, and disordered eating. It has, oh so often, been the gates to depression which pulls me out...

BLUE

This is a series based on my own experiences that depict the different shades of depression; both the ups and the downs. Illustrations: Beth Richardson

Simulated Life

Creating and controlling Sims is one of the most innocent thrills anyone can have in life. I create them in my image, albeit, within the presets Maxis has to offer. I carefully develop their lives as the pinnacle of simhood. Within the confines of that hard drive, I am god, and she’s driven by two...

I Call My Mood Swings Doris & Diana

Doris is the biggest bitch I know. Doris is HOLY FUCK WHAT IF I AXE MURDERED SOMEONE BY ACCIDENT. Doris is there is no way I’m going to hold your baby just in case I drop it, and I would prefer to stay in bed watching 10 seasons of friends on repeat than bathe in...

A – Z Of Anxiety

A – Anxiety That crippling, asphyxiating and harrowingly rampant thing that plagues your entire existence, smashing your life into an unrelenting, raging procession of therapy, pill-popping, churning headaches, uncontrollable shakes and incessant diarrhea while increasingly refusing to let you come up for air – leaving you wondering if your mental health will ever recuperate and if...

Art Is History

In the dining room of my mum’s house lives a painting, and no matter how many times I ask her to take it down, she refuses. “It is a piece of you” she says. And she is right, it is a piece of me: my journey, development, struggles, successes, emotions, many selves and a turbulent...

Anxious Not Like Ginuwine

The latest instalment of, ‘My Therapist Gave Me An Assignment: Write about Your Ex’. Anxiety is no joke. It’s up there with love on how elusive and intense it is or can be. It’s a feeling that can hardly be explained. The only thing I can say is that it’s one of the only  feelings...

Self-Restraint

A colourful mini-comic I made on the disjointedness of what people see, and how they perceive you feel versus the reality. It’s particularly hard struggling with mental illness when a lot your symptoms are internalised, or you intentionally hide them from others around for reasons that change with every person. The first in a new monthly comic series...

Are You An Upper or Downer?

The latest instalment of, ‘My Therapist Gave Me An Assignment: Write about Your Ex’ I’m not going to lie. A large portion of why I decided to check myself in and go back to therapy was for the prescription pills. Now before you cast your judgements, stones, preconceived notions, and whatever else, my reasoning is...