Otherkin News

Trying to keep my dreamwidth posts a monthly thing, as part of my touch grass initiative (which... i probably should remove tumblr from my phone while i'm at it. i'm fine with scrolling on computer, but perhaps it would make me less likely to reach for my phone for those Dank Memes). 

Honestly I don't have much to say since last post in term of therianthropy, so I will probably not tag this post as such. I've been in an internship (ant lab shenanigans), and by virtue of Doing Very Humancore Work on the computer, my bird instincts have not been particularly titillated. We've been having heatwaves however, so while everyone is kinda going through it, my xerocole (just discovered that word) ass is thriving. Even made a shirt about it. My one personality trait is loving high temperatures. 

I've been having a bit of a rough time in term of queer identity. I've been identifying back and forth between bisexual and lesbian since forever, mostly due to being nonbinary. 
It's a very odd place to be in. People who have never touched twitter discourse are somewhat taken aback by the "lesbian who is not a woman" thing. People who live on the internet have a thousand way of telling which part of my identity is wrong or right, and who's grandma i'm murdering by doing gender wrong. It isn't helped by living in a country without the butchfemme culture, so leslie feinberg will not save me this time. 
So periodically, I give up and call myself bi. I find this partially incorrect. It kinda implies i'm being hetero about things sometimes, which in my experience isn't really accurate. It makes people think I like binary men, which, sorry to my ever expending list of depressed metalhead men who want me to fix them, isn't the case. 

Technically, I'd be something like enbian and sapphic. i guess? or one of those trixic things. Even I lost track of those nb specific microlabels. I suppose nblnb + nblw is the better way of wording it. 
Quite frankly I thought that slotted in dykeish just fine, after all everyone and their mother was saying that lesbians loved women and nonbinary folk who felt it applied to them. Turns out, however, that this is often code for "women and nonbinary people I can pretend are women". People don't really like when it includes multigender folk, amab nonbinary folk, or anyone who might get weird looks in a woman's bathroom. Even cisgender butches are on thin fucking ice if they're genderweird enough sometimes. This is unpractical to me, person who likes first and foremost other nonbinary folk, and sometimes genderqueer women (be it a butch or an hyperfemme person who's full circled back to doing femininity wrong). 

Other than debating over which flag I should buy for my gay little stickers, there's been the problem of being aro. I'm still pretty good at being aro. However good lord. Queerplatonic relationship are hard to explain to allos, and the only aro ive ever met was the "i want to live alone forever #thriving" kind, which, slay, i adore you, but isn't helpful to my plans of one day having SOME kind of living-together partnership. Quite frankly, 80% of my motivation for it is that it is dreadful to cook for one person. Perhaps I should start hanging marriage proposal around town for the only purpose of splitting two-packs of chicken breasts. 

However god has been merciful to my aro heart recently, and has made every friend I had who was in a mid-at-best relationship break up. So I suppose I've got that going on for me. Cheers for divorce.