[This post is kind of depressing and long, but it seems important or relevant or something, so I’ve elected to leave it in. Unlike most journal comics, I’m not too keen on depressing content, but this was a big enough deal in my life that I made an exception.]

Well, I promised I’d use my problems and feelings for jokes, didn’t I? For the record, that last panel is a bit of an embellishment. I’m not especially much of one for the crying, I haven’t completely bought into that ”modern, sensitive man” business. I haven’t really talked about it much with people, so it’s kind of weird to put this in such a public place, but, there it is. Jokes aside, I can’t remember the last time I was this sad, if ever. I reckon that’s how it goes when you’ve been with someone you love dearly for 2 and a half years and all of a sudden that’s it, never again. Did y’all know I had a plan for proposing? A damn good one, too. Still, I always knew the score, and I knew the odds of us getting married one day were slim, just with our age and circumstances. Didn’t mean I didn’t want to, though.

Sorry for all that. Hate to be depressing, but I figure after 141 comics of comedy and light fluffery, I’d earned some Pathos Points, and I went ahead and spent them all at once.

Well, some people turn to counselors, some talk it out, some turn to drink, some write it out or yell until they can’t anymore. In my times of need, I turn to this picture:

Heh heh. Cracks me up.

[that would be this tyler]

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