Never underestimate the power of writing for your own healing. I thank the YOI gods for creating a story that inspired me to write about it.
And writing about Viktor being stuck in a life that had started to suffocate him and following his heart made me rethink my own decisions and inspired me to escape a job I am unhappy in and start a new career.
I owe it to YOI that I finally was able to identify all the ways in which I am queer. Writing about the loving warmth the Katsuki family has for their son and how quickly they adopt Yuuri's coach and long-time celebrity crush, motivated me to reunite with my own family I had been estranged from.
Writing YOI fanfiction has, even more as simply watching the show multiple times and analysing it, sent me on my journey of queer self-discovery. It offered me a deep insight not only into the characters and their relationships, but also into myself.
Today it's been three years since I started writing "Can You Hear My Heartbeat". It was supposed to be a collection of one-shots to get to know the characters because I wanted to write a sequel to YOI. I didn't expect it to escalate into a 360k xxl-novelisation.
Seeing all those beautiful pictures from last night's aurora borealis in my news feed is just another glaring reminder that it's time to move back to the countryside. I'm not kidding when I say that the light pollution here is so bad that you can't see more than 3 stars.
