Episode 80 | Objectified | Object Show Comic

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OBJECTIFIED is a BFDI / Inanimate Insanity inspired horror webcomic. Viewer discretion is advised.

Ep 80. Concrete Jungle

7/11/25

Minty narrates in boxes, saying, The day I got out was the day my life started. He dabs at his eye with a rag. He continues, It was bittersweet how total strangers, would treat me with decency. Coffee Pot says, Let me pour you a drink, son. You must be tired. Minty continues, Some would try to show me how to do things that are expected of men. Coffee Pot says while tying his tie, Then up and through back over.

Minty continues, I think they know this is a lonely life, that could eat me alive. And I don't just mean being trans, I mean being on your own. Coming of age. Major city.

The conductor said Center Ring would be a good fresh start, so that's where he left me. And yes, he let me keep my five dollars. The very first thing I did was find a shelter. A desk person at a shelter says to Minty, Looks like the city hasn't been kind to you, huh? Minty says, Uh, well. The desk clerk says, We can patch you up. Minty narrates, They would set me up with jobs, but it was, complicated. I wasn't ready to work, to be honest. I'd have panic attacks in supply closets and no show.

When I would afford my first flip phone, I called my brother. He cried for hours. Then he blames me. I kept calling him, part of me yearning to be welcomed back home. But I mostly did it to remember why I left.

One day, I finally burnt out. I laid in the shelter for weeks. I got mange. I was quarantined, then told they might kick me out. Something either had to change or give. But I had nothing left in me.

So I changed in the only ways that my body could manage. I started lying, to buy myself time. Stealing, to keep myself satiated. The list goes on. I figured if I don't get caught, it's not cheating. It's taking what's rightfully mine.

Something in my soul twisted and changed when I realized this was working. Instead of job applications, I started filling out leases. As years passed, I wormed my way up.

But, I'd been taking what I wanted for so long, That once I truly, finally had it all, I just couldn't help myself.

Brandy.

I'm sorry. If I didn't wake up tomorrow,

Would you forgive me?

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