I still get those moments where I'm like "Gosh, you know, it's kinda weird that I don't want to be human and that this a thing that makes perfect sense somehow"
Not the me that counts. I am dreamstuff. A vision in the mind of a different, aching being. I am what is inside this chassis of flesh and bone. I am that which i would be.
It's okay for me to say it. It's okay for me to know it to be as true as i know the rest of my identity. It's okay to let it sink in. To skip the steps of measured denial i did when i accepted that i was trans.
It is not that I 'don't want to be human' It is that i am not human. And i am in this form anyway. And that is how it is. Not a impossible dream, but a dissonance
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