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Comic is based off of the first part of the song by Matt Kennon called “The Call”

https://youtu.be/YK3zs7EV6Tk

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Kira, Poki, Zeus and Kandy are all ©

Artwork is ©

Text taken from the lyrics of “The Call”


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Now for a little bit of history as to why I wanted to get this half of a song turned into a comic. It was just after, what would become the last, Christmas with my older brother a few years ago. He was going through a fresh divorce and dealing with alcoholism. He was there and happy on Christmas and to me something seemed off, but he was smiling and having fun. Everything was alright. Right?
After Christmas things felt weird and I wanted to call my brother, just check in or something but I waited. My Mom thought something was up and sent my Dad to go check on him in the long term hotel he was at.

My brother was found dead in the long term stay hotel by my Dad.

Maybe if I reached out when I felt like something was off, my older brother might still be here.


However I can’t live wondering “what if I did this? What if I did that? What if it was a accident? What if it was on purpose?”

If you know someone, anyone that is weighing on your mind for whatever reason then give them a call. Talk to them and just shoot the shit or just give them a ear to talk to that they are scared to ask for.

I have been suicidal so I know how hard it can be to ask for help, I also know that people who kept poking me about my issues when I wasn’t ready to talk just brought another wall up between me and the world.

At the end of my rope, I was ready to quit everything but maybe because I didn’t want to leave a big mess behind I just stopped taking heart and blood pressure meds and decided I would die that way. During this my Dad said something about how he was going to worry about what would happen to me if he and my Mom passed. I point blank just told him I would kill myself after they passed. I bet that he had a worse version of that face when he found my brother’s body. I still didn’t want help though, but then My Doctor brought up this therapy place that I could go and get help.

Something about the day before that, I legit felt like I was the only one dealing with the things I was dealing with. I mean I know everyone can deal with depression and many people can be suicidal, but in my head no one had the kind of issues I had on top of all of that.

All I know though, everyone can have issues and life is going to suck at times for everyone. However that is what we have friends for.
Going through recovery I learned a few coping mechanisms and how to take better care of myself and I also heard one thing that deals with friends.

“Those that matter, don’t mind
Those that mind, don’t matter”

If they don’t care about you and don’t give 2 shits about you when you are at a low, but expect you to stop everything on the dime the second they have a bad day then you will not lose anything cutting them out of your life.

I probably would have given anything to have one friend just say this to me though “Look dude, I know you are dealing with some shit and you don’t want to talk about it. I can respect that, but the second you want to talk then I am there for ya bro”

I rambled all over the place in this post but I just want to leave you with this.
For the friends and family out there dealing with someone that is depressed or suicidal, don’t force them to talk about it, but make it known that you are there to help

For the ones out there that are depressed or suicidal, you aren’t alone and you don’t have to fight this demon alone. If you feel like you can’t talk to your family or friends then there is a confidential suicide hotline you can talk to, a therapist or a psychologist. Don’t be scared to ask for help.


Also don’t downplay or let anyone else downplay your victories no matter how big or how small they are. They are your victories and deserve to be celebrated