May 10
As a kid, I used to keep bones from dinner…usually chicken bones. I’d take them to my room and gnaw on them, not really thinking about why, just following an instinct that felt completely natural to me. When I was done, I’d hide them under my pillow.
I think we should normalize talking about these kinds of experiences that felt undeniably right to us, no matter how “odd” they may seem. Especially within the therian community, sharing these memories helps us understand ourselves and each other better.
What are some things you did (or still do) that made you realize you were different?