youth, Being Other
I could never understand a lot of society. fundamentally, absolutely. I was a kid that would get made fun of or played tricks on, and I'd stare back just... confused, you know? I fundamentally never understood why. I'm experiencing and living. just like you. Why are you doing this? why?
youth, Being Other
I always felt radically different, even as I discovered my sexuality and gender. Up until a year or so ago there was always just... difference.
The only thing that ever made sense to me as a kid was looking far up beyond the sky and wanting to go home. At.. 8? whenever I could grasp it really.
youth, otherkin, postfurry
I never stopped looking to the stars. I never stopped begging some cosmic spark of chance to come take me home.
Talk about feeling astranged from one's culture. I always felt estranged from.. all cultures. humanity.
Until I met this amazing community that is postfurry.
and then I took a trip to seattle, and I fell in love.
Even after so, so long of repression, it sank in like welcoming me home. And they did just that.
youth, otherkin, dysphoria
@Oneironott ... some days, too...
It's ok. You are a good plush. You can talk freely amongst all the stars, out here.
youth, otherkin, postfurry
I had hardly ever talked to another kin folk. I had hardly ever uttered words out loud and I was afraid it'd been just too pushed from my brain.
But oh no.
Since then the weird plinko chips sorta fall deeper.
somehow, I've always been this. I knew it even in my earliest youth.