Sometimes you have to feel the feeling before you can know why it’s there.
Part of me feels mean and scared, putting tears and sad things in the Things life, but sometimes life is sad and one thing that’s great about the Things is that they don’t feel shame about that, they don’t pretend emotions and weird things exist. I drew the comic and part of me want to apologise for it, but I remembered a letter to the Things I wrote last year, reminded myself that to deny tears would be to deny and bury parts of the Things that make them so vulnerable, loving and brave.
