This was the last comic in my self-published graphic novel, 18 Reovlutions. It’s more autobiographical than most and details how I felt at 18/19 about what I wanted to do with the rest of my life and the opposition I was getting on multiple fronts.
FYI, I still can’t remember who people are by their appearance. I have since learned that this is a condition known as “face-blindness,” and that people usually cope with it either by becoming withdrawn or extremely outgoing. Guess mechanism I used?