This was never really meant to be published.  It’s scans of my personal journal, drawn and written over the course of months, during a mental breakdown that was…rough.

It’s not polished, but it is deeply personal and deeply honest. The people I have shared it with say that it has helped them.  I hope it helps you, too.

This is the end of the first journal/sketchbook.  Scans from the second sketchbook of this project can be seen here.

I guess the point of this one is, be gentle with your words.  Even well-meaning ones can be sometimes be damaging to hear.