So I came across that one again as I'm saving the likes from my tumblr before they disappear under the ban and/or I delete my account in protest. And I realised this was the start of 2016. You know, if only 2016 could have gone that way, it would have been a much better year. Instead it opened with David Bowie and Alan Rickman dying and then it just went from worse to worst with Brexit and… well… you know… the US. Not to mention all the deaths. I'm still not fully conscious that Leonard Cohen died.



And for me I lost my grandpa too so that sucked.



2016 was a bad year. And if I could have just woken up with boobs and a vagina on the 1st of January it would have been a lot more bearable. I wouldn't even have had to see a doctor to get referred to a specialist to get hormones and still be stuck on a goddamn waiting list 3 years later.



Fucking hell it's been 3 years already.



I…



Time flies. And I'm scared. And it's 4:20 am here and I'm slightly panicking so yeah sorry for the rant. Existential crisis in progress.



But your comics are so good and they manage to give me hope and lift my spirits so thank you immensely for that <3