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The main thing I knew and wanted to express in this comic is that I felt like I was stuck in a very deep pit that I simply couldn’t climb out of. Infact I wanted to stay there.

I don’t know how depression feels to others – I don’t know if I was even ‘depressed’. The crazy thing about how I was feeling was that I just didn’t want to leave my pit, not because it didn’t suck (it’s a very sucky place to be), but because it felt like life just didn’t matter. Like there was nothing I would be able to do outside of it that would be better. Maybe ‘hopeless’ is a way to describe it.

My husband, dog, coach, mum and dad are the people who helped me out of the pit. The moral of this comic is that we all need help, I had to accept the fact that I did, and respond accordingly.

My favourite panel in this comic (and maybe one of my favourite panels I’ve ever drawn) is when the bear is peeking out of the pit and the other bear and dog are pulling her up.