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558 (38)

Today is my 38th birthday. I am going through my 2nd nervous breakdown in a year, I hate my job, I’m still heartbroken, painfully lonely, I’m broken, broke, and full of rage. My anxiety is turning into agoraphobia. I’ve begun to cut people out of my life and as of this past week I’ve disassociated …

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192. Wolverine (37)

Today I enter my late 30s. The last four months have been the worst of my life. Happy birthday to me, I guess. Really not much to live for or anything in which to look forward. But I guess I’ll keep pretending otherwise since “it’ll get better” aka the greatest lie everyone has told me …

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557. Captain Creepy (36)

So, another birth year has gone by. I’m now in the last half of my 30s. It would almost bother me if I hadn’t felt old since I was in my early 20s. It’s certainly been a year of ups and downs. My dad found out he had and then was treated for lung cancer, …

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192. Teen Wolf (35)

It’s my birthday. I usually post something long-winded on my birthday. Today is no exception. I was planning on seeing Elysium today, but I was tuckered out so I slept in instead. I don’t have any plans other than going to my folks’ house for dinner where my mom will probably cook the same thing …

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Power Girl (34)

So every year on my birthday, I usually post something. Mostly it’s been a sort of “year-in-review” text piece that generally turns into a bit of sad-sackery. This year, I got nothin’. Absolutely nothing. Plus I haven’t posted any new art in over a month. I’m actually still working on that last piece. So I …

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192 – Noogies (aka 33)

I turn 33 today. Normally for my birthday, I usually post something in-depth, even if it’s last year’s shitty sad-sackery. I don’t have much this year. I’ve gotten over the slump I was in, sorta, but still battling my depression and my self-sabotage. I’m getting to the point where I’m ready to acknowledge that I …

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32

I traditionally post something here on my birthday each year. The first year was an emotionally heartfelt couple of paragraphs and some art. Last year was a fun breakdown of my cartooning process. This year has no art whatsoever. If you haven’t heard yet, Adam Hughes ruined my life and I’ve stopped drawing for my …

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Rulah, Jungle Goddess (31)

Happy Birthday, Eric! Oh! Hey, art blog! Thanks! What’s up? Not much. You doin’ anything special tonight? Nah, not really. I gotta work, and I when I get home, I’ll be going out to dinner with my folks. Go bowling afterward, but it was bowling night, anyway. Well that sounds fun. Hey, I got you …

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Hawkgirl (30)

I’m old today. This is definitely not where I saw myself at the age of 30. 2008 has been a definite shit year for me, mostly of my own design. The comic thing is still a definite goal for me, but I work slowly. I want my projects to mean something personally to me. I …

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