i keep going back n forth bt wanting 2 remember my old life n being at peace w forgetting + changing .
but i also know these attachments are supposed 2 sever cuz of this exact reason . they don’t serve me or the ones i used to belong 2 to hold onto wanting this .
leastwise it’s been getting better lately as i been talking to people n creatures more . leaning more into my new nature . my new me .
and my new me still has aspects of my old me . in fact, i don’t remember what my mama called me but “stag” was what i went by w friends . i dunno what turned me into an actual werestag portmortem but i fux w it heavy . heavy enough it makes missing the times i was only human less of an ache















