DESPERATELY Need The HRT (Humanity Replacement Therapy) That'll Turn My Flesh Into Soft Silicone, My

In the otherkin community, there’s much talk of… things we cannot do anymore. Things not being right. But often, it’s centered around ability or self-image. I rarely see talk of the more personal side.

It’s very bizarre to yearn for someone to touch a part of your body that doesn’t exist anymore. I think about it a lot. Human intimacy is a bizarre set of rituals I don’t understand. Many humans wish for closeness, but my way of being close doesn’t always mirror “normal” human closeness. I want someone to preen my wings. I think it would be nice.

Reasons NOT to give up on earthly existence

Music. C'mon. You've got everything from Nine Inch Nails to Lady Gaga to The Beatles to Cocteau Twins to Infected Mushroom, etc. yadda-yadda-yadda. Ever put on your headphones while on the bus and pretend you're in a music video?

Dogs? Dogs.

No, but, seriously. Having an animal companion with a wet nose and wide, innocent eyes is the best. Hell, I'll take scaly with a forked tongue or eight legs and furry. Animals are the best.

Sunsets, but perhaps even better, sunrises. I know waking up early sucks but you've gotta check out the sunrise every now and then. I like to say goodbye to the morning star sometimes.

Food. Last night I had white almond cake with buttercream frosting and it was THE BOMB DOT COM. But also sushi, pizza, poke bowls, vegetable stew? Chicken and dumplings, cheeseburgers, gyoza? Wash your hands, dry them with your feathers, and eat something good.

Going on long car rides with the windows down and the radio cranked up. Go alone. Go with friends. Drive downtown. Drive through the rural hills and valleys. Have a destination. Go everywhere and nowhere in particular. Just get in the car and go.

Self-expression. You can do what you want. Listen to your favorite music, wear jewelry that matches your kintype or socks with your favorite animal on them, paint your nails any color you like - just go crazy. Be yourself.

Sleep. Our strange dreams guide us. There's nothing better than waking up on a cool morning swaddled in a blanket, so comfortable you don't want to move.

The weather. Some days rain falls from a sunny sky. Sometimes purple lightning streaks across the night sky for hours without a single raindrop. Sometimes the sky is a heartbreaking shade of blue, and sometimes, right before a tornado touches down, that sky is a sickly sort of green. Every day is different. No sky is ever painted the same.

⚠️TW: HEAVY DEREALIZATION ⚠️

We’re not fully convinced that we are real, we look into a mirror and see something that is very much NOT us, not me.

This vessel we use, our body, is not right. We are meant to have claws and more eyes and less limbs. We are meant to be more and less than we are. We are not meant to exist this way.

We’re not real and when we look around we can’t be sure that anyone or thing else is either. It all feels fake, fuzzy, like a photograph being burned or a dream that you can’t remember.

I have low empathy, the things around us and their feeling don’t make sense, they don’t seem real. Who’s to say that they ever were. Their reactions, even positive, seem like acts of aggression. Like a wolf bearing its teeth.

Maybe it’s not real, maybe I’m not real, I feel like I’m not. At least in the form that we’re in now.

why should i have to learn everything IT related? i should know this i am a robot :/

Ultimate Gender Vibes

my big fear is walking into the next life and god or the gods telling me, "oh, that? your whole identity your entire life? yeah, you were just making that up. you're stuck in that human body forever."

and yeah it keeps me up sometimes. i'm not exaggerating. i genuinely lose sleep over this.

Ultimate Gender Vibes

It's tiring pretending to be something I'm not, like a human.