Cynical Miffy

It's not fair to cry, Miffy. You're the one that chose to end this. You're the one walking away.

What good is all that knowledge, Miffy, if you never put it into action?

Come on in, Miffy. This is an intervention.

You can't keep running from your problems, Miffy.

Miffy, we will never forgive you!

Miffy watched from a distance as the world began to implode. Everyone watched. No one did anything.

Miffy dies inside a little more each birthday, as existential dread spoils the cake, fun and presents.

All of miffy's friends left her, so she decided to move.

Miffy couldn’t work out if the memory was imagined or real...

Miffy was angry. Miffy kicked the dog. 

Sometimes even getting dressed in the morning felt like a chore to Miffy. So. Much. Effort. 

Miffy wasn’t finding this as fun as they thought it would be. The idea always seemed to be better than the reality...

Miffy knew what came next; the endless downward slope into nothingness. 

The truth is, Miffy was crying tears of joy.

Miffy is celebrating their birthday alone this year.

Miffy feels alone and different, even with friends. They feel alone and different too.