This is one of the worrying aspects of depression, when things that are supposed to make you feel happy just don’t. Or you feel good but it doesn’t last, the feeling of happiness passes far more quickly than it should. In my position, it made me double guess and triple guess the good things in my life because good things never ever felt all that good, and it made me believe that I was making the same mistakes that led me to my depression. I’m not sure that this is a universal feeling, but I did come across some research that depressed people did feel good for shorter periods of time than non-depressed, although I can’t find that paper anymore.
At the time, an acquaintance I hadn’t spoken to for years called up and asked me if I wanted a small part time teaching gig at a school teaching Scratch for a really nice sum. Instead of happy, I felt incredibly anxious and overwhelmed and worried tremendously about it. I did it, it wasn’t that bad, but when good fortune happens it really scares the crap out of me. It makes me sink into a deep blue spell. What people think of me has got to be awful.
This comic also features the sister, who has turned out to be a really good model for a listener. She just listens, doesn’t judge, and it seems to me that she always loves her brother. She’s a good example of what family should do, and that is be supportive. I like this character, although I really should have drawn her wearing a hijab from the beginning. It was a missed opportunity and I kick myself every time I draw her because of it.
Almost all the characters find themselves at Coffee Star at some point. I am really pushing this non-existing brand.
You can read the comic here >> https://www.depressioncomix.com/posts/320/