My younger sister started watching Sailor Moon in '96. I occasionally joined her to mock her for it. Then I noticed it was the absolute shit and I became a bigger fan than she was.

I unironically credit Sailor Moon (and anime) with changing the course of my life because, although it gave my bullies another target on my back, it helped me through school while at least keeping some semblance of sanity. I met my husband in the Sailor Moon online community of the early internet, I majored in Japanese at university, and I learnt to draw because I wanted to recreate what I saw on screen.

If my sister hadn’t watched that dumb kiddie cartoon, I would not be where I am.