I'm Not Human

"look at this picture of my rabbit theriotype" THAT IS A HARE

"hey guys look at this german shepherd-" THAT IS A MALINOIS

the only reason I'm a feline it's because of literally warrior cats and because I've identified as a cat for so long I can't just undo it. it's part of who I am. it's a very important part of who I am. I act like a cat, I communicate with cats, I get cats. cats are kin. and same thing for magpies, that's why I'm a winged cat, a hybrid of the two. too magpie to be truly cat, too cat to be truly magpie. a winged cat. I'm a bit magpie, but full cat.

and dogs... it's part of who I was. in my past. I acted like a dog as a child, I was obsessed with them, I dressed up as them, I literally thought I was a dog in a human skin. maybe I don't wanna be a dog anymore. the community is so canine-oriented already. and I know in this blog 99% of the time I talk about being a watcher because it's my main identity... but my past is so important to me that I can't just... ignore it. I was a dog and still am a dog.

do y'all get what I'm saying? my whole childhood, I was a dog. my whole adolescence/teenage years, I was a cat. now I'm a watcher and sometimes I wish I was just a watcher, because I'm a watcher in body, mind, heart, soul (watchers are another beast entirely that aren't defined by being predator or prey, because they are neither but I won't talk about it right now). but the dog and the winged cat, both are super important parts of myself, of my past, my childhood, my teenage years, my early adulthood, even now.

it doesn't matter to me that both cats and dogs are predators. the main reason I “adopted” the archetropal identity of The Prey in the first place it's because I have all these urges of prey animals that don't really belong to a specific species, but are part of myself and they're still traits I get and I embody. I'm The Prey in a bit of a fucked up way, I'm almost a hundred percent sure that it's because of anxiety and trauma. because I'm an anxious mess for more reason, and what better way to explain that irrational fear than with an alterhuman identity? /hjk

maybe it is because of my mental health problems. maybe not. but The Prey is much more than just anxiety, or just fear.

Disabled therians, disabled queer alterhumans, disabled transspecies, disabled holotheres, disabled unlabeled alterhumans, disabled systems, systems, my fellow autistic alterhumans, my fellow physically disabled alterhumans, my fellow mentally ill alterhumans, my fellow alterhumans with stigmatized illnesses both physical and mental, my fellow alterhumans with ME/CFS, and so so so much more.

There is a rabbit who made your sandwich.

An elderich being teaches a math course.

The local werewolf takes care of the elderly.

Rams make up the staff at a pub nearby.

Dragons make excellent library workers.

Your favorite cashier happens to be a lion.

Your overly punctual classmate is a moth, and your less than punctual classmate is a hummingbird.

A goldfinch shops at a gift shop.

A catfish tours you through a historical site.

Across the street is a banshee who is walking their dog.

Cats work on their computers in small cafes.

And you move through your life as you are.

We are unique but certainly not alone. Your community is around you, even if you do not see it outright.