Im Afraid Thats What Going To The Doctor Is For

I want crows, but like, not ones that will steal your food. Or maybe they could steal your food, but you out out a bird feeder or a lile of gems for them to take from so they dont take your food. Or maybe you make a decoy farm just for them. I want little crows that scream at you at random intervals and bring you things if you're nice to them. Like allays but sassy.

minecraft needs more birds. there are like two birds in the whole of minecraft and i find that unacceptable. where are the fucking ducks

I am human

I am human

I am human

I am not a monster

Im just a human

Im not a monster

Im just human

Im just a person

And i make mistakes

And that's okay

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Just yelling into the void.

Today's world is so weird. I've been thinking about masc names for myself since 2018, and ive been trying to change myself and be comfortable with myself and my identity since then, but now i only have more questions than answers. Do i want to be trans because of how i fear being treated by men? Do i want to be trans so that i wont have to worry about having the weakness of being a woman? Would it be wrong to want to be trans for those reasons? Or am i trans because i hate myself? Am i trans because i despise every feminine thing about my body, and just wish i could be a man? Am i trans because i think being male would be easier? Is it wrong? I want so badly to have broad shoulders, short spikey hair, mayble some stubble, a decent jawline, a male chest, and muscle dense arms, but is it just gender envy? Is that just a phase? Is that what being trans is? I feel wrong being labeled as female, i feel wrong being labeled as male, i feel wrong being labeled as nonbinary and not being labeled at all. My entire being feels wrong and unsafe, targeted, and usable. Is my want to be male, to be trans, to view myself as strong in a physical sense, is it all just my way of coping? And if so, is that truly me wanting to be trans, or does that make me wanting to be trans a trauma response from all the masculine abuse and feminine neglect? Im so unsure. Im so confused. I dunno whats right or what's wrong, or even what's causing what.

Being a ranger I spend a lot of time alone in the wilderness for hours in the company of one of four co workers.

One such worker for the purpose of this post we shall refer to as Dave.

Dave is a very quiet man. He confesses that if conversation happens too quickly and for too long he gets tired so we often work in silence. He's very polite and good natured but it's obvious that he would happily live and work alone for the rest of his life given the option.

He's very much in the previous generation of ranger, a practical man in his fourties or fifties happy to be kept physically busy for a day and then be sent home with some pay. I had to show him how to use a work issued smart phone.

Meanwhile the rest of the team is made up of the current generation of rangers; openly nurodivergent queer women in their twenties or thirties who work this job because it's the only setting where we can vaguely look sane.

So Dave sticks out a bit. It's really nice when he opens up though because he's an impulsive individual when left to his own devices and has plenty of stories to tell if the mood takes him. I really like working with Dave.

Anyway, one day we've got a job that takes a three hour hike to get to and early on the topic of deer comes up.

I hadn't realised this was the first time we had discussed deer, but blatantly it was. Dave's entire demeanour changes, there's a bit of passion in his voice, but it's also hushed as if he's talking about something sacred.

"Deer are my favourite animal." He says.

I'm also eager to hear Dave talk about himself, so I encourage him to say more.

"I'd love to be a deer myself."

And more

"If a genie offered me the opportunity to become a deer I'd take it. I wouldn't even stop to ask what the price was."

And more

"Sometimes I feel like I'm a deer having a dream about being a human.*

And there I am, a long time commuter to the therian/otherkin community keeping up the encouraging face of someone being politely interested, knowing that this man is straight up a therian with no frame of reference.

And I decided that I wouldn't push the subject outside of the bounds of what Dave is comfortable with, I wouldn't try to teach him the terms "Therian" or "Otherkin" but absolutely I would talk with this man as if he's a deer.

And it's a bit magical really. He's an impulsive individual so I have to talk him out of some risky choices every so often and "this is why deer like you keep getting stuck in fences" has become this magical phrase that allows him to step down from a mistake with a bit of a smile on his face.

They are perverts and need to mind their business

I don't care what official translations say, I chose to believe "Et tu, Brute?" translates to "What the FUCK, Brutus?"

I can be shaped by more than the things that hurt me

it was not on wheat...