This is a self portrait. It is also my favorite thing I've probably ever drawn of myself. During this time I was really struggling, trying to come to grips with being who I was. Being chronically ill with no hope of a cure was weighing on me, and it felt like I was rotting away. Then, for the first time in a long time, I started taking care of myself again, vaguely symbolized by the post-shower idea of the drawing. Yet even then, I was still sick.
I will always BE sick.
This is a raw illustration of my struggle with myself and my illness, the separation of the two, and the acceptance of it all.