A review by loopzlee
The Golden Sheep, Vol. 3 by Kaori Ozaki

2.0

**a hot mess of a read now that i’m sitting on it. the ending was way too rushed with those bullshit make-ups.

i was going to give it a higher rating tbh because i was distracted by the pretty art style and pretty quotes but reading others reviews really put things into perspective for me. two big issues.

1) tsugu pushing sora to be friends with yuushin again.

2) brushing asari’s assault by yuushin under the rug.

if i was sora, yuushin would never ever hear from me again. if i was asari, yuushin would never ever hear from me again. yuushin honestly is past the point of no return, at the very least, in the context of those friendships. i am at the point of severe lifelong depression and mental and physical issues, all because of my childhood bullies, and i honestly don’t think i could ever forgive or be around them again. so i know what the fuck i’m saying when that shit is unforgivable.

sora and yuushin said that bullshit thing about not forgiving each other, but in the end they were friends again and hung out. screw that.

yuushin had his issues but they were no excuse to physically and violently torment sora to the point of him attempting to commit. there is never an excuse for that.

i would never ever hang around my assaulter i.e. asari and yuushin. it doesn’t matter how far they did or didn’t go. they had the intent. that’s enough.

also, i hated that he found/kept another animal as if that’s his “redeeming quality”… when he was throwing rocks at the dog they originally found together.

the story at the end had some pretty quotes, but it’s fucking weird to humanize a woman like that. she is way. way. way past forgiveness as well.

it was a nice quick series to pass the time, and i enjoyed it while i read, but upon reflection i realized how extremely flawed and weird it is.

“there could be a day when we’ll never see each other again. it could be that our paths will split at some point. but even then, i’m sure my flesh and blood and bones will be made of you back when.”

“i’m here with you. in the eyes of a kitten in your hands. in the flowers on the side of the road, in the sweet song playing at the street corner, in the blazing piles of thunderhead clouds in the sky, in the spring breeze that plays with your soft hair. it’s me. they’re all me. i love you.”

overall i’m meh about this. i liked it at first but i feel like it may have subconsciously triggered me and am not processing it yet. i’m a bit bothered. can definitely see how it can trigger those with more prevalent issues and acknowledgement of their past + present traumas.