This was not my type of comedy or my type of art. For starters the words were sometimes so mushed or hastily done that they were hard to read. The it was just another collection of strips meant to be the funny life of someone with anxiety, but It just wasn’t for me. Everything was colorful but the way the lines in the illustrations varied between thick and thin, the colors not staying in lines, etc, this book did everything it could to make you think the character was the one writing (which is probably was), and it looks a mess. And I don’t mean a Bridget Jones mess, where you see the mess but love the person because of it. More like Spike from Notting Hill where it's kind of gross, wants to be funny, but is just a big turn off.