This was such a wonderful story that I wish I’d had as a queer kid dealing with my own religious trauma. The artwork was gorgeous, the little blurbs about the characters were fantastic (loved the call outs of which hand was dominant for most of the characters). Also I burned hundreds of CDs and having that be the focal point just brought me back to what it was like growing up in the late 90s/early 00s.

Also the ending felt very realistic to my own experiences, so while it was sad (I’m only a little mad it made me tear up), it made sense to me. Overall I just really enjoyed everything about it