Lyrics, kinstuff
I remember having late summer days last year talking to my good friend and fellow 'kin about the past and my amazement that... "not being/feeling human" is tied to my motivations in life. my early dreams and just... so MUCH of my life.
I'd think about that more and more and come to the stunning realization that somehow I have always seemingly been -this-. And it's okay if others have different narratives but I found beauty in that, in those moments.
Lyrics, kinstuff
I think maybe that's the moment I started believing my self narrative, and deeply and truly giving in to the concrete truth of myself as nonhuman.