-> @oneironott@vulpine.club @Oneironott@awoo.space

@Soreth solidarity, dragoness. I see you, always.

me: it seems really wild to put my full weight behind something so out there. I have this vision of being this queer oceany otterthing and i know how i want to live and theres a voice inside me that just won’t keep poking me this direction.
*moana happens*
Me: are you fucking serious multiverse

Watched Moana with the datefriend ^^
Cried a lot and again as always. It’s nice seeing it after i’ve moved..
when the movie came out i was just recovering from a crisis of self and still trying to accept myself, my place [and my desire to embrace this particularly neptunian resonance]. After i saw Moana i sort rolled my eyes at the heavens and went “OKAY FINE I HEAR YOU”
*giggles*

@starkatt me tooooo

@Felthry i mean it’s a peg -now-

I don't know what my gender is, and given the context of my ever-present sense of self's posthuman, postgender sort of nature, I'm not even sure I know what gender is? So does that make me nonbinary? agender? I... have no idea. and I'm not -worried- about that for once. I feel content to just be... me. queer neptunian otter :)

So at this point I found myself identifying again with genderfluidity, but it didn't quite captre things. Nothing was changing in my conceptualization.. I mean, I'm always Me I just have... options. Options in which i prefer my bodily form having certain default anatomy, but otherwise no feasible anatomy gives me dysphoria or upsets me. My presentation doesn't -feel- like my gender. I am androgynous and I rock back and forth between masculinity and femininity when it pleases.

The biggest realization of my life is perhaps that I always had a concept of self with regards to species, furry... and a concept of self with regards to my orthocosmic self in a way that -always- felt at odds, incomplete...
Because I had compartmentalized all this "Stuff I Couldn't Be"

The huge realization was that I couldn't just be these things... I -was- them.

I feel like at this point I really don't know what my gender is, if anything. It's interesting. I wish i had taken a more in depth journal on my whole path, but the short version is that over the years, I've realized that [my] inner sense of self is inseparable from my concept of self as a very internal-vibrant furry that is familiar with a posthuman, postgender vibe of being able to change when I want, whenever I want. reinvention as a normal facet of life.