we've had a very uncomfortable and rocky road on the way to the sense of identity we now have. we weren't even aware that we were trans or plural before we happened to find ourselves suddenly among otherkin friends, partly thanks to a torrid love affair that I...don't feel equal to talking about in more detail right now. we rebounded hard from that experience into an awkwardly renewed determination to be the best possible human being(s) we could figure out how to be.
I suppose I was myself reminded of past collisions with reality. my RL mother despaired at my extreme tendency to flightiness and fantasizing, because she (and my older sibling) were so much more serious than I could make myself be, and they were better educated on serious matters. after the events of 2016-17 I suppose I felt like I'd forgotten the better half of my family heritage while I was getting lost in sensual pleasures and lotos-eating daydreams. I'd forgotten that there was a world in danger all round me.
so we wanted to be human—but only a video-game human would do, as it turned out. only that made sense. or so it seemed.
(shrugs) it's a bit too late to turn back now, isn't it?
~Chara of Pnictogen