personal post about my first experience fursuiting and some gender feels. I haven’t written more than a few sentences in years so forgive any spelling/ wording errors please.
Sorry this is so long, I just felt like writing and couldn’t stop.
Furry fiesta was my first time fursuiting outside of my house. As I suspected, it’s a lot harder than it looks.
I feel more comfortable wearing a binder when i’m in public, but i only feel safe wearing it in certain places (gayborhood, friend’s houses). My fursona is a male and i’ve heard furry cons are pretty open so i wore my binder when i fursuited. i don’t know how much it helped since i did get misgendered a few times, but oh well- maybe in the future.
Anyways, I ended up needing to spend a lot more time in the headless lounge than i thought would. I didn’t stay at the hosting hotel because I live 15 minutes away. Parking was also pretty hard to find so this meant when I found a spot, I was there for the day until I went home. This meant wearing the binder for 12+ hours a day- which I’ve never done before and 8+ is typically not recommended.
I wore the binder with long sleeve underarmor to absorb any sweat. On top of that were the long fursleeves and handpaws, and then a large t-shirt (always national park themed) to complete the partial. That’s a lot of fucking layers and I got hot FAST. Some periods I couldn’t go 30 minutes without taking a break even if I was just sitting. This got old really fast -__-
I wanted to suit so badly but it was so hot! Hiding my face really helps with my anxiety. But on the other hand the mask was incredibly claustrophobic and hard to see out of. Every time i wanted to take it off I had to head back upstairs to the headless lounge (very conveniently located for the dance though). Taking my head and balaclava off was like coming up for air after almost drowning!
My “suit” is only a partial and I mainly only saw full-suiters in there throughout the weekend. I already have a fair amount of social anxiety that makes me feel like people are talking about or staring/laughing at me. This started to make me feel like I didn’t belong in there because i wasn’t a “real” suiter. My head wasn’t commissioned or made by an artist, it was mass-produced and I fiddled with it to try to fit in more. If people didn’t know I was wearing a binder (which is likely cause i’m large and have fat hips/breast) then they probably would wonder why i was in there so often. i seriously felt like a headless wimp who wasn’t even in shape enough to fursuit.
I need to practice more. Getting this new fursona and head will help too i think. I got a new binder but I need to try to limit my time wearing it, would not want to be a suiter who passes out. My chest looks nice in it but it still hurts to wear :/
Anthrocon is held at a convention center and our hotel is about a 10 minute walk. This means either Ubering each time or walking... in fursuit ....with large digi-legs....in the middle of the summer.... through an unfamiliar city...with impaired vision/ hearing. Uber it is! :D
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