In the middle of a very difficult moment of my life, when I had re-discovered that I'm not garbage, and maybe in some way a "human" being, an adorable person in an attempt to cheer me up showed me a website where artists tend to upload their works; there, I found Sunstone.
It wasn't much, sketches, drawings, chapter 1 of what once was just a webcomic wasn't even finished yet. Comic strips loaded with a delightful adult humor, detailed illustrations that restored the illusion and the cravings to want to know more of a world that felt distant, one where I didn't fit in the way that I was forced to be. I wasn't that which that person wanted to make out of me.
Weeks went by, and months, and I increasingly experimented on myself, learned about techniques, and about myself. The relationship between the characters, their psychological development, how despite not knowing how to love themselves they learned to love each other. I learnt that submission and love are not about letting oneself be