gonna be going into a bit of my experience with species dysphoria, so if you need a tw, here it is
just randomly dropping my thoughts rn cause im not feeling well (physically) and have nothing else to do
i hate being so physically weak and fragile (i always have been to an extent, but it got worse after a health crisis in the past few years), but to some extent it does feel very validating and comforting to be around people that recognize that and help me feel the best i can
and in another way it feels nice to have people understand how delicate im truly meant to be, even if they can't see my porcelain, ball-jointed body or fragile wings (specifically referring to the people who know about my identity)
the people im around the most and care about the most have been so supportive of me coming out as otherkin and have made me feel like i can live as my true self and don't have to suffer the constant dysphoria of not being at all what im supposed to
it still sucks, not being able to show them my freshly preened wings or my smooth ball joints, but being understood and accepted makes all the difference
they also make the struggle of feeling intense dysphoria over the smallest things so much easier. i don't feel so alone when i realize how dysphoric basic human bodily functions make me... and that's something truly special that i'll cherish to the end of my days
the fact that i finally have people that will just listen truly makes a world of difference and i hope all nonhumans can receive the same treatment someday
stay safe out there, guys, there's still a silver lining even if it seems dark sometimes
