I'm Not Depressed

“I’m Not Depressed” was a comic that from June 1, 2018 to June 1, 2023.

What was this comic about?

It was about whatever things I think are funny that pop into my head. Usually they are based on real personal experiences. It never had any set characters, other than myself. It’s probably why the merchandise never sold.

How many times did it update?

It used to update Wednesdays and Sundays, with some other comics thrown in on other days because there was nobody but me enforcing those deadlines.

Why was it called “I’m Not Depressed?”

I started it as a way to keep me consistent in doing something creative. I like making dumb goofy things, as that makes me happy. Also, it helps to combat my depression. Something about making comics instead of sitting there, staring off into space waiting for impending doom…helps. I should note that I do have a therapist, so this isn’t my only treatment for it. I made a comic about my depression.

Why were your earlier comics are much different than the later comics?

I was figuring out what this comic should be by doing. Waiting forever until something is perfect is a good way of never getting anything done, so I decided to just focus on getting things done and not worry about the quality…and there’s some terrible stuff there at the beginning. I mostly dislike the repeated message of ”THIS COMIC SUCKS” and ”READ SOME OTHER COMIC” I kept making early on. There’s plenty of people on the internet to bash what you do creatively without doing it yourself.

So, why are the later comics in black and white without fancy lettering?

I decided that I wanted to create more of these comics on a consistent basis. Coloring an entire comic and putting in the lettering afterwards is a lot of extra work. I found with the time I took doing that, I could make a whole other comic, so I did. Also, this helps with my penmanship.

What did you make this with?

I use the Procreate app on an iPad Pro. The website runs off of WordPress, mostly a modified version of ComicEasel with a bunch of other code jammed in there like a bouquet of flowers shoved in a mail slot.

Where are you?

Chicago.