‘Early December, decided to dig up a old friendship grave. Ignoring red flags once more..because I knew what I needed to do 3 years later.’ - panel 1

‘The more dug...the more felt the repressed emotions from long ago. Buried within the grave made 3 years ago. The grave was missing something...’ -panel 2

‘As I finished digging a hole...strong emotions reappeared throughout days this year. The sadness and anger...brought on by my own memories of how the friendship ended as...bitterness. A happy ending was far from the truth.’ -panel 3

‘Comments appeared on my phone that stated “move on”, as I patted the dirt the final night couldn’t handle it any longer. Digging up the past is painful in itself. Thinking there was a potential rekindled future friendship...wasn’t a thing. All I could do was leave behind a flower of forgiveness...open my umbrella and walk towards the next buried friendship to freshen up the graves with more forgiveness to move on. After all...I’m not the same persona as I was 3 years ago...’ -panel 4 ———————————————————

Rough sketch comic of Loudon to help with last night~ letting go is always difficult...