nonhuman identity
The realness of my nonhuman identity still hits me in waves. From my youth to now, it is there in my interests, my hobbies, my career field.
It still hits me in strangly felt realizations and thoughts. "This isn't just play. This is really real. This is really me. This has been me. Somehow. From the beginning."
It feels indescribable even still. To feel -inherantly- loose in this world. To feel this sort of... Inherant degree of floatiness from the fact. Like a visitor.
nonhuman identity
It makes me feel... Well, synthetic. Constructed for a purpose… when so much of my life, my interests, and my function seems to revolve around this and other themes/values. To be support for others. To push the world in ways. I am beginning to feel… comfortably narrower? Driven as i make sense of things. Synthetic, though.
A system with a design and a purpose.
nonhuman identity
I have never seen the world and myself clearer. I feel loose and wonderful. Free and vibrant. Full of value and drive
nonhuman identity
@Oneironott Bless you, starshine. ♥️