Hi there!
Mental health is a big part of my art and comic. Even though I am a fairly optimistic person, I like writing stories about depression in hopes that someone struggling will see them, and feel less alone in their feelings.
This is how I represent my Anxiety. I turned Anxiety into a character to represent my abstract thoughts. Anxiety is a sexless, ageless, entity in my story. She looks like a man, but has the voice of a women (hence the cursive), and can shapeshift from a masculine body to a feminine body and vice versa. He has the wings of a raven and can turn into one at will. Anxiety has many ways to control us. He has a special notebook where he writes down our triggers (like the Deathnote notebook but for Anxiety), a paperdoll chain where just a little tear to our bodies can ruin us, and a board game where there is no end as everything just goes around in a circle even after we die.
Anxiety is kind of like the annoying sibling. She tries to be helpful, but actually makes things worse. It isn't her fault, but she blames everything on us. At times, he can be helpful (for example, keeping us out of dangerous situations) but most of the time he makes us feel worse without actually trying to do so. I am a perfectionist, and sometimes Anxiety gives me really bad headaches. Thankfully, I have learned to control those and haven't suffered from one in a while. But when I do get them, I miss a whole day of school. It's not fun and I hate getting them.
This other entity is the personification of Addiction. I'm not a drug dependent person, but a few of my peers are. My comics and stories deal a lot with Addiction and I represent it in metaphors and symbols since everyone experiences it differently. The eagle head represents the myth of Prometheus. Addiction is a terrible disease and in order for one to steal the sweet sunshine, the eagle comes and rips out your liver, a piece of yourself. Addiction is represented with the lower half of a bull to represent the Minotaur. One becomes the Minotaur in the labyrinth when one becomes drug dependent, because oneself is unable to get out of that terrible maze, and the longer one stays rooted in the pits of darkness in his/her head, the less oneself knows what to do. Drugs make you a prisoner because you want to stay sober and healthy, but you can't.
Depression is more common than others think. I don't have it, but lots of people that I love do. It's hard to love sometimes because my heart gets so easily broken when I think about other people's suffering. I want to help people and it hurts me when I can't.