Dear readers of Fictionkinfessions,
Hello! I hope you’ve all been having a good week, everycreature! I’m almost late, but I managed to write this just on time before going to bed!
The last couple of weeks have had some downer questions, and I feel kind of bad for asking them. So! Instead, this week I’m going to be asking something a bit more lighthearted. But first, as always, let me start this with a little anecdote of my own!
When I was just a filly in this life, I was, well, needless to say very interested in reading. I’d read at home before going to school, read in class during school, read during lunch break, then when I got home I’d play some games occasionally but mostly read then. I read to the point it was almost a detriment, even! I had nocreature I really considered a friend; everyone who was close to me I at most considered an acquaintance, outside of my family, and I didn’t really understand human behaviour. I did have some creatures I could consider as close, even coming over on occasion, but again, I never really thought of them as friends.
When I think back on that, I realise that in hindsight a lot of my early foalhood in this life mirrored my past one - though, with more attempts to reach out this time, given the lack of an older brother. I do have a cousin who somewhat mirrored Shiny, but I digress. This is meant to tie into the question for today:
In hindsight, what about your life pre-kintype discovery (or at least, before discovering the community or your source) makes more sense or is funnier with the added context of being kin?
Your local purple pony princess,
P.S. I *really* need to set up an alarm to remind me to write this.