I’m messed up. As most comedians, actors, writers and musicians would admit, any creative person is a little messed up.
Not a lot of people know this, but I’ve been dealing with depression since I was a kid. Granted, I’ve only been professionally treated recently. One thing that has always been therapeutic for me has been drawing. Comics, doodles, whatever it is. And of course, that turned into drawing Lightning Man.
Recently I did a search on the internet for myself. I do it from time to time to feed my ego. Just type in my name or Electrifying Lightning Man and you’re bound to see a picture I drew or some interviews I did. Or to see if anyone is reading Lightning Man. And some people were.
It was a site, to be fair, full of fools. Bullies who thought they knew better than anyone else. The entire site was built to tear down and destroy creative people. People who enjoy making their webcomics and didn’t expect to raise the ire of the collective trolls, living under the bridge of the Internet.
The usual comparisons were there. Anyone could see my influences. It was mostly correct. But it hurt. I don’t mind that they had an opinion on the comic. The way they expressed their opinion. The way they attacked me like they knew me. Or my motives. It’s just words. Horrible, painful words.
I’m not going to post the links, because no one needs to see hate. Even if it’s directed towards a fun webcomic.
I hate that phrase “sticks and stones”. Of course words won’t break your bones. The break so much more than that. You heart.
Everyone goes through depression differently. I chose to laugh it off. But it continues to crop up in my messed up brain. Flashes of horrible words. Words that really made me angry. I almost quit drawing.
I have continued to draw and develop Electrifying Lightning Man. Lightning Man and Lightning Woman are coming back. I’m doing something I never truly did before. Writing. Saving the drawing for last. I’ve made layouts for some locations and have been working on a few big things with my art. The tone matches some other things I like. Hope you like it, too.
Why am I writing this post? To wallow? To brag? To show-off. No. I know there are some people out there who may thing that you may not be good enough to post regularly. To develop and hone your characters, your music, your film and editing skills. Put it out there! There will be hate. There will love. There will be the highs and lows. You can get through it.
I’ll be posting more soon, so keep an eye out!
If you or someone you know is going through depression, be sure that they are receiving the help they need. Or just be there for them. A kind word, a smile. It means a lot.