Poems and writings

Well aware

Posted on Tumblr on May 30, 2025

I think humans in my life have started to pick up that I'm not human... Not for how I act, although I'm mostly very very careful with acting mostly "human" for their sakes. It depends on the day, mostly, sometimes I wake up more "creature" and sometimes I don't. Like, I don't know why, but sometimes I find people doing double takes on me, or saying things like "you act like as if a cat were a human", or... I don't know! Obviously they won't be able to pinpoint that I'm "otherkin", "alterhuman", "therian", because they're not very chronically online and, I don't know, I guess those terms aren't really well-known where I live. But it's well known I'm the "not human" of the group.

It's not even because of the gear I wear! Because sometimes I will wear my collar and sometimes I won't. I guess I don't really notice myself, but I act different. I make animal-like sounds, I walk with my paws in front of me, because I don't really know what to do with them, I shake myself of the water, I munch my food like a cat, I stretch my wings even if they are not "really there" (debatable). I think more like how a sentient animal in a human society thinks. I sometimes act confused at certain things, even though I've been living on this planet for more than twenty years. And the human kind will never cease to amaze me.

I just live my life as what I am. I love that no-one will comment on it when I do something weird, when I'm outside with my friends and I sniff at the air and look at everything. At this point I don't even have to "come out" to them, because it would be pointless. I'm an animal, and they're well aware of this.