Tag Archives: depressed

Hangry

This week’s new Dustinland comic is a quick in and out. One panel. One zinger. It’s very New Yorkery. I usually don’t write this way but every once in a while I do. And then people say “you should send this to the New Yorker, you should get this published, you should do XYZ.” All very nice comments that mean well, but would require me to put in effort and engage with other humans in a way that would involve submitting my art for judgement, and those are all things I dislike. I like creating. I like sharing my work. The business of that is something I don’t enjoy.

But oh yeah, the comic. It’s about being depressed. But it’s like, a totally hilarious take on it. Just a quick little zinger, a sharp little jab, a tiny barb. Maybe I should submit it to The New Yorker.

Resignation

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about what it’s like to start a new gig during a pandemic.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I love working from home. But I love the freedom to WFH when I want or need to. What is wearing on me is the need to WFH all the time. It just starts to get depressing being in the same room all day, every day, and then even when you’re in this sort of life-changing situation, you’re still there, and the feeling of newness that usually comes with a new job is muted.

Have you experienced this? That would mean you’re part of The Great Resignation — the huge amount of people getting new jobs during 2021. Hence the title. See what I did there?

Check Up

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about how I just had my yearly physical… for the first time in four years. But it’s not really about that, it’s not really about my health. It’s about my mental health and a surprising question the doctor asked me.

Tough times out there guys. Tough times. I’m not as bad as I seem though. I have to exaggerate things for the comics. Although ironically, I really shouldn’t exaggerate the depression ones. No one seems to like them. Parenthood follies though — WHEW! Kids do say the darnedest things, don’t they. I’ll go back to that next week, perhaps. But for now, let’s wallow, shall we?

That’s Absurd

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about an approach to life called absurdism. It can seem quite negative — certainly in the way I portray it. But, like nihilism, it can actually be quite freeing. The point is to embrace the lack of meaning in life, rather than fight or deny it. It’s actually similar to eastern ways of thought in many ways, although without the reincarnation or nirvana at the end.

Ultimately the idea is to recognize how pointless it all is, thus freeing yourself from the impossible task of reaching some ultimate end goal that does not exist. And once you’re free, you can do anything, you can feel however you like, you can fill life with whatever meaning you prefer. Of course, I choose to make jokes — probably not the healthiest way to go about things. But it can be fun, so at least there’s that.

I’m New Here

Here’s a collection of comics I drew for Westchester’s River Journal, starting with the latest strip appearing in this month’s issue! This strip is called I’m New Here and it’s written from the perspective of someone new to living in the burbs. However, during COVID it sort of thematically morphed into more of a pandemic comic, albeit with a bit of a suburban feel. Normally I post a brand new strip on Monday or Tuesday night but sometimes quarantine living just sucks the inspiration out of you. Glad I’ve got a bunch of other strips lying around!

Malaising Grace

This week’s new Dustinland comic is about that feeling you get every morning when you wake up and realize it’s still 2020 and you have nothing to look forward to besides more stress, strife, fear and loathing. Sometimes I try to get excited about something… like, hmmm… maybe I can go by myself a donut today. That sort of thing. The little things. That seems to be something to live for when the big things are all horrible and you can see civilization collapsing before your very eyes.

Happy Monday.

Happy Happy, Joy Joy

When I was deciding what subject to tackle with this week’s new Dustinland comic, I was struggling. On one hand I had some funny and trivial zingers about closing apparel retailer, The Dress Barn. On the other hand, I have been bogged down by many very deep, dark depressing thoughts lately. How can you make silly jokes when you’re worried about the doom of mankind? Don’t you have some sort of social responsibility to raise awareness of important issues facing us all? But then again, don’t people already know about things like climate change and growing authoritarianism, and don’t they really just need a break from all that, in the form of stupid jokes?

These are the questions I was asking myself, until I decided, why not make this debate the topic of the comic. So you do get your Dress Barn jokes, mixed in with some hints of existential dread. Good times for everyone, yes?

Talking To Myself

This week’s Dustinland comic speaks for itself. Pretty depressing I guess! Not really a cry for help. More like a substitute for therapy.

Also, my comic updates have not been as regular as they once were. This is why. Just hard to creatively get it up these days, if you will. Well, maybe it’s just a phase.

Days of Despair

This week’s Dustinland comic is about how I fight depression in these dark days. I mean, man, it’s getting pretty bad. When those kids were being taken from their parents, I just didn’t know what to do. I remember drawing an extra comic just to deal with it. Staying up late to do something, anything. Now of course the problem hasn’t be solved, but things are so bad, we’re just happy it’s not getting worse.

Anyway, yeah, if you want to look at it rationally, we are PRETTY fucked. I mean, it’s bad. But emotionally, that can really screw you over unless you just accept it in an eastern “life is suffering” sort of way, or… or I don’t know. You laughing at farting bunny comics.

“I’d rather be a humorous fool than a serious jackass.” — Way of the Peaceful Warrior

Meh

This week’s Dustinland comic is something something meh I dunno.

You know the thing is, I am most energized and inspired in the morning, yet that is when I am least available to be creative, between family life and work. I occasionally have time at night, after a full day of activity, and that’s when I am tired and uninspired and all I want to do is sit on the couch. Such is life I guess, or at least until my kiddo is a teenager who sleeps until 11:00 and never wants to hang out with me. Not that I’m looking forward to that but it will be good for the comic.