I’m surprised that Charlene didn’t hit him over the head for that little stunt.
It’s interesting how quickly Charlie forgot (or dismissed) what Charlene had said about him being special. His reaction makes sense–when you feel worthless, and those feelings are that deeply embedded in your consciousness, it’s hard to acknowledge any evidence to the contrary.
Who else wants to get drunk and play on the playground with Charlene and Prime?
The way I see it, Charlie hasn’t forgotten, he’s just suffering from that thing I think everyone suffers from, where you can be told a thing ten thousand times, even persuasively, and until you experience it or believe it for yourself, you won’t believe it, and may actively undermine it, as you say.
That’s the hardest, worst part of depression, I can say from personal experience.
Charlene is such a badass.
Yes!
I’m surprised that Charlene didn’t hit him over the head for that little stunt.
It’s interesting how quickly Charlie forgot (or dismissed) what Charlene had said about him being special. His reaction makes sense–when you feel worthless, and those feelings are that deeply embedded in your consciousness, it’s hard to acknowledge any evidence to the contrary.
Who else wants to get drunk and play on the playground with Charlene and Prime?
I do!
The way I see it, Charlie hasn’t forgotten, he’s just suffering from that thing I think everyone suffers from, where you can be told a thing ten thousand times, even persuasively, and until you experience it or believe it for yourself, you won’t believe it, and may actively undermine it, as you say.
That’s the hardest, worst part of depression, I can say from personal experience.
“Dibs on the loft”…gods, I love this comic.
Prime seems to be veering somewhat deep into DE territory here…
Um, “LIQOURS”? Must be an alternate universe spelling.
Working on that… good catch! Thanks!
Fixed.
Alas, that’s only with the special package, for now, in the store. But you do have our thanks!