you named a fat trans fur after the Greek God of the Sun. Wouldn’t Dionysus make more sense??I get that you are named Dionysus on here but like
Other than the fact that I use Dionysus as a handle already, it's also not the only facet of my personality. Here are the main reasons why I chose the name Apollo for my sona:
As both a Gemini and someone with ADHD, I've often experienced my inner world as a kind of duality. In its simplest form, it felt like a light and dark half - split versions of myself that I would only later recognize as inward rejection (the shadow self) and the outward persona I cultivated to survive (the mask). It's a theme that appears again and again in both mythology and psychology, which is why I originally considered naming him Pollux. The symbolism of twins and divided selves resonated with me, but something about Castor and Pollux never quite felt like the right story. Instead, I found myself returning to Apollo and Artemis.
Apollo is most often remembered as the god of light, healing, music, and prophecy. But before Apollo, there is Artemis, his twin sister. Though she is best known as the goddess of the hunt, Artemis is also a protector: of wild things, of children, and of young women as they pass through the uncertain thresholds of life. She is a goddess intimately connected to transition, growth, and even acts of physical transformation.
My discovery of self and the courage to bring that to light was only possible because of the shadow work I've done and continue to do. I had to confront the parts of myself I buried beneath expectations that were never truly mine. I had to stop measuring my worth by the comfort of people who only accepted the version of me they wanted to see. Before I could embrace my identity, I first had to learn to love every part of myself, even the parts I had been taught to reject.
So it felt fitting to think that perhaps Artemis had protected me all those years. While the world insisted on seeing me as someone I wasn't, perhaps she stood quietly at my side, protecting me until I was strong enough to claim my own truth. She watched over me through the long process of becoming, safeguarding the person I had always been until I could finally emerge. Until she could assist with my own transformation, and hand me into her brother's care. Apollo, the god of light, and of healing. Because that is where my journey has led me now. A new path towards a life lived in the light, more honest than before. One defined not by survival, but by recovery, growth, and the quiet work of becoming whole.
Also maybe, most importantly, because I like it. 🤓
