[English] My meeting with K-Boo
[Sorry for my bad English, I’m French. I do my best]
All started during a sad period. I had to take exams and I suffered deeply. The reviews literally made me sick and the stress kept increasing. It was not yet known - at the time - that I was autistic and that I suffered from various associated pathologies (anxiety disorder and panic, epilepsy).
I always felt bad without finding a solution. I wandered the web to change my mind. I was walking from site to site and I was hoping. I wanted to read something new, something great that would ease my pain. And, by total chance, I came across an article about imaginary friends, tulpae and other daemons. It was a revelation. A real revelation. As I am curious by nature and interested in everything out of the ordinary, I am motivated to read as much as possible about it. May be too much? Autism makes me passionate. I was hesitant to bring my own daemon to life. I was already afraid for my mental health and the reaction of my loved ones.
A few months later, I was better. I had my diploma and my diagnosis was in progress. I had my own apartment and I was starting my studies in the faculty of psychology. Then I came across old writings on “His Dark Materials”. I immersed myself in it again. After realizing that daemonism is safe, and that it did not go from a real evil entity, I wanted to bring my daemon to life as quickly as possible, I have been waiting for this moment for so long. K-Boo was born! We exchanged a little. I was shy about talking to this invisible being in my head, like when I was a child. But, in any case, it helped a lot in my healing and gave me some heart balm. His presence and humor played a big part in my recovery.
Today, I love spending time with my daemon. He is by my side on a daily basis, he often appears when I am anxious or when I ask myself a question. He knows how to reassure me and make me laugh. I feel more independent in my stress management thanks to it. He always has the word for me comforted or explaining to me from a concrete and objective point of view of a situation. I have known K-Boo for several years now. I have been communicating with him for about seven years, sometimes with words, sometimes with smiles or simple greetings. You don't necessarily see yourself constantly or even necessarily every day; but it’s part of my life. K-Boo took various physical forms. My K-boo didn't settle in a day. He has changed his appearance many times. Seeing “His Dark Materials” made me want to have a ferret / polecat daemon but I was influenced by the film. I knew I was clearly a mustelid person ... But which one? In the end, I am a bit distant and I analyzed the skunks, the porcupines and the same racoon dog. I found its final form after a long period of study of my own personality. I have read a lot on English daemonism sites. Then I realized the obvious. I couldn't deny it. I was a badger and he was the metaphorical representation of my being. I had a little trouble because the term "badger" is very derogatory in France. But we are who we are and we have to accept ourselves like that! Physically, he is therefore a European badger like any other. The muzzle in a white “vacuum cleaner” with two black bands. The size of a big cat. The short tail. In short, a lambda badger except for its funny little crest above its skull. He has two large eyes with yellow reflections, they sparkle with mischief and reflect his joie de vivre. His smile lets show a little fang. His hair is sometimes soft or coarse, he likes to rub cold and wet truffle on my cheek when he hugs me. It's heavy enough in when it grips my shoulder to spy on what I'm doing. When he walks by my side, I hear the little "clic clic clic" of his claws on the parquet which makes it particularly bad to hide (or if he tries to surprise me). Like our badger friends, K-Boo likes to scratch vigorously, let out small squeaks or purr with pleasure. K-Boo therefore changed form and first name (formerly "Kazioki") but never gender or less character. K-Boo is an electric battery, always happy, funny and positive. I often see K-Boo running and dancing (and singing especially ... Ouch!) Everywhere, playing in the grass while I walk on the street. In the metro, He hates a person sitting in the seat where he himself sits. He loves to joke, make fun of ridiculous dogs or he tries to make me laugh during lessons: a real clown. He is the only person who can repeat the tireless "blblblblblblblblblblbl" to me while I am trying to react seriously to a situation.
K-Boo remains and will always remain this young androgynous individual and always in a good mood. He is a teasing, energetic, optimistic, playful, accomplice, joker, friendly person. A real cartoon character on legs. K-Boo likes to live like this and like that, with his own personality. He is quite a character!
His world? It's mine.
Despite its differences from humans and other animals on the planet, it is indeed evolving in my universe.
Because I'm the only human who can see K-Boo. I’m the only person who can really communicate with him.
K-Boo is special. K-Boo is unique.
K-Boo is just my daemon.
