-Guy.

P.S.

It also made me tear up finally posting about these two goobers. Didn't help that while I drew I was listening to the Disco Elysium OST and "My Burden Is Light"

...and also DO YA THING BY GORILLAZ FEAT. ANDRE 3000!

I'M THE SHIT!!!

FUCK YOU!

DIE.

IT'S OVER!

HAHAHA!

...

ok bye

HAPPY NEW-

dammit i left garry in the image

...whatever-

🎉 HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! 🎉

Having the whiteboard drawing be the final/first pic of the year fits so, so well.

I am finally free.

THIS IS THE START OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL.

Let's see what 2026 has in store for us, eh?

So I preface panel 5 saying that I didn't even have the intention of finishing it.

I was ok with not getting something ready in time, I have no *need* to do it, but I did want to. Alot.

I just knew I wouldn't have the time for that final panel.

And that's ok. Even better, if I do say so myself.

It's... it's alot to put down, but the point is that while 2025 was quite a rough year, it was the first year I was truly me.

The year I had space to grow, to think, and to improve. It was a slow painful process, and I'm still not at quite at the end, but...

I'm finally who I wanted to be.

Me.

While I am glad I made it in time, technically, that wouldn't have stopped me.

Old me would've just gave up and waited months for another shot, just to miss it because he tried to do it all in one day.

I would've been perfectly ok with posting tomorrow. Or in a week.

As long as I finally did it.

And this is what that comic is. A cute lil comic with these two goobers for new years.

I have big things coming, but they have to wait.

They take time. And that's ok. I'm ok with it.

It's not perfect. The lines aren't cleaned, there's 3 colors, and all the dialog is in comic sans.

Ok. And?

But I'm not gonna wait another fucking year to wait for a single day to post something "big" that I "have" to make be a masterpiece and connect back retrospectively.

Worse since me doing that has stopped me from posting or doing anything else.

I just need to do it.

Take the first step.

Which often spiraled into worse stuff, including (at least online) me excluding myself from great things because I haven't truly, really, put myself out there yet.

Haven't made anything of worth, anything that counts.

And for all of December I've feared what I need to do.

Without going into anything personal, I've always struggled taking that first step.

Always needing to have one big... THING in order for me to be "allowed" to do X or to do Y.

The reason(s) have varied and changed throughout the years.

Procrastination, anxiety, perfectionism, fear.