i wonder if i i may be a fox,
deep in my heart i see you in me, and me in you.
i sense i am energetic, mischievous, and clever,
just like you.
oh, if only i could see my real face,
feel my real tail,
feel my real fur,
feel my real claws,
then maybe i would know,
if you were who really i am.
im questioning if im foxkin currently, and its really difficult. im so scared that if i start taking on this label because it feels right, that i will be stereotyped for having the most common theriotypes. anyways, i hope you enjoy my shit poem and the moodboard
I love when i get zoomies and then activate my tiny little dog into getting zoomies, and then we're just 2 little creatures chasing each other up and down the hallway back and forth.
i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail i want a tail
someone identifying as nonhuman doesn't affect anyone but them unless they choose to neglect their needs/the needs of others they are responsible for. other than that, the person i saw walking around with realistic fox ears and gloves with paw pads on them wasn't hurting anyone. they made me feel better, as an autistic wolf therian/nonhuman. we weren't hurting anyone when i complimented their ears and they said thank you. we were just two passing canine folk who sniffed each other out then went on with their business. not a problem was made, but the both of us walked away a little brighter for it. being openly nonhuman hurts no one.
Got clocked by an elderly therian woman today. She complimented my wolf necklace, and I thanked her. Then she told me that she was a Fox. Not that she liked them, that she is one. And winked at me before leaving.
This woman had to be pushing 60. I live in a small town in the south. There is no welcome community here, and its honestly pretty shitty. But this elderly woman saw me, and knew what I was Immediately. It was nice. It was validating.
It made me feel less small to know there are others around me.
shoutout to chronically ill therians who can't do a lot of things that other critters can even though they're the same creature.
shoutout to fat therians who struggle to do quads.
shoutout to mute therians who can't bark, meow, whinny, growl, yip or make any other sound to do with who they are.
shoutout to deaf therians with theriotypes that are known for their amazing hearing.
shoutout to aquatic therians that can't swim, whether it be due to a fear, disability, or anything else.
shoutout to therians that don't quite know which animal they are yet, it's okay. you have all the time in the world.
shoutout to therians who don't have friends or a pack to rely on. you'll find your folks.
shoutout to therians who aren't white and feel isolated in the community because of that.
shoutout to therians who don't have the time or resources to fully be themselves yet.
shoutout therians who struggle to accept themselves as their type just because they're not a "popular" animal to see around.
shoutout to therians who are the complete opposite to that last part, no matter how common or uncommon your type is, it's still okay. you're still you and that is lovely.
shoutout to ALL therians. you are all important and wonderful, if you don't believe it then i sure do. i love you all.