My Dad died about fourteen months ago. As much as I cried while drawing this, I think it was good for me – I’m not always good at expressing my emotions to other people, so making this became a safe place where I could deal with things.
I'm not sure it ever does. The title is something my Dad used to say a lot, like when I'd stub my toe or show him a cut. "Oh, it'll feel good when it quits hurting!" I used to roll my eyes at it, but now I find it kind of sad and profound.