I started blogging when I was 15 and spent some very formative years posting absurdly private details without a filter. My blog became unreasonably successful for what it was: the ramblings of a child. Somehow, I always knew that being real, combined with just a little oversharing, was the key to getting attention online.

By my mid-to-late twenties, I hated how much of my life I had shared online and swore never to divulge any meaningful private information again. That worked well and felt like the right move.

Then I started my Year of Art and decided to try my hand at making diary comics...