She Said Yes

She Said Yes - by C-Section Comics

She said yes to the abortion,
no emotional extortion:
She said yes of her own will.
Wasn’t pressured, no, but still…

We will live a childless life.
Just us two, husband and wife.
I am happy, so is she!
Can’t you see that she’s happy?

You say what? It’s a disguise?
There is something in her eyes?
Sadness is it? Oh come on,
any doubts are now long gone.

You live in denial friend!
We’re both happy, to the end!
Who needs kids, it’s just us two.
So why the hell should she feel blue?


Here’s another sad comic about someone who chose to be a dad.
And here’s another comic about abortions.


For more sad comics (but mostly lighter comics) follow me on Instagram and Twitter.

Aerial Acrobats

Aerial Acrobats - Cartoon by C-Section Comics

Five aerial acrobats hanging from the ceiling,
audience claps and kids are squealing.
Squeals turn to screams as the audience sees
that one little acrobat hanged himself, aw jeez!


In for some more gloomy comics? Here’s one about how death works.

Sad Kid

Sad Kid - C-Section Comics

Existential Nihilism
it’s a quite depressing prism
through which we might understand
where exactly humans stand.

Life has no intrinsic meaning
even though we are all leaning
towards thinking that it has one.
It is a grim truth to face, son.

The universe is quite chaotic,
people can be quite neurotic
once they realize this fact,
heads are blown and minds are cracked.

Life is meaningless my friend
it is sort of a dead end.
No real purpose to mankind,
our own purpose we must find.

Where we go from here? Don’t know.
But as humans we must grow.
We must find why we’re alive.
We must find our inner drive.

What’s our purpose? Soon we’ll find.
Maybe it’s just to be kind
to our fellow guys and gals
Come on peeps, let’s all be pals.

Help a stranger, be a friend,
charity, your hand extend.
If it’s too much, you can start easy:
Just don’t be unkind or sleazy.

Eventually we’ll carve our way,
it won’t be easy, no child’s play,
but we shall find our purpose, and
each other better understand.


The sad kid knew what he was talking about.
Here’s another comic about a kid facing the sad truth about our existence.


This comic is loosely based on a true story. I was walking in the park beneath my house, when I saw this apparently sad kid sitting on the bench, head down, shoulders sloped. Subsequently, I started running scenarios in my head about why he’s sad. Only when I got closer did I realize he was just playing on his phone.

When I started drawing this comic, I wanted to focus the comic around that notion of “screen zombies”, much like this old comic of mine about phone users losing eye contact. However, as I started to write the comic, it took a slightly different direction and became a comic about sadness, futility, and existential nihilism. It’s one of those rather rare occasions when a comic “gets a life of its own”, and takes a different direction than the one I originally planned.


Never miss a comic! Following me on Instagram or subscribe by e-mail (spam free, comics and updates only).

Yay, It’s My Fortieth Birthday!

My Fortieth Birthday - by C-Section Comics

My Fortieth Birthday / by C-Section Comics


My fortieth birthday – What? No, don’t hooray!
My fortieth birthday is a terrible day!

My belly is bigger, my hair a bit gray,
new wrinkles appear on my face every day.

My taste in music is clearly passé,
I feel ancient like relics they find in Pompeii.

Soon I’ll be needing blue pills to get laid
(Plus women will sex me only if paid).

I’m not far from needing to wear a toupee,
or going to bed at six on a Friday.

“But there’s lots to look forward to!”, Really hombre?!
Fucking fifty is merely a decade away!!



Now listen to forty-year-old you tell
sixteen-year-old you he’s dumb as a bell.