Comic: Sad Girl Thoughts on My First Queer Breakup

Yes, we broke up. No I don’t want to talk about it. But I will share this zine I made… <img alt="Zine collage pages with a car, saying I won’t look for her car everywhere" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*HRaBuDxy2Bs-kZIkTwfFrQ.jpeg" style="height:459px; width:700px" /> Artwork by the author One day when I’m not sad, I won’t look for her car everywhere. I won’t wish she’d drive up my drive, or just randomly decide to come see me. Or I won’t drive passed her place… <img alt="Zine collage pages with a mobile cell phone and a broken heart, saying I won’t check my phone a billion times to see if she’s messaged me." src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*X8re890Kyqtk1T6udypCyw.jpeg" style="height:447px; width:700px" /> Artwork by the author One day when I’m not sad, I won’t check my phone a billion times to see if she has messaged. I won’t check to see when she was last active online. <img alt="Zine collage pages saying every song won’t remind me of her, with the song lyrics to Remember by Becky Hill and David Guetta" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*bdAD5MXKhkOAvPSnqvBWKg.jpeg" style="height:430px; width:700px" /> Artwork by the author One day when I’m not sad, every song won’t be ‘about us’. Particularly this song called ‘Remember’ by Becky Hill and David Guetta, with lyrics like “I wake up and I don’t see your name on my phone…” Good morning texts from her, now a thing of the past. <a href="https://medium.com/counterarts/comic-sad-girl-thoughts-on-my-first-queer-breakup-8d9123acd99b">Visit Now</a>