I forget how much I told my parents about me dropping out of college after two years, but I know my mom picked up on the fact that I was dropping out, and my dad didn’t. Looking back, my guess is that I could have handled that (and everything) with much more grace and sensitivity.

Not that it’s fair to ask that of ANY 21 year old.

This strip was me trying to put into words some of the feeling of conflict, of kinda wanting to tell but feeling the pressure of disappointment if one does.