It may not come as a surprise to many of you that I no longer consider myself a therianthrope.
It’s something I tried to hang onto for far too long, since it was such an integral part of my identity for so long. I think that’s probably part of the problem with sharing your life on the internet- it can make it.even more difficult to back down and say “I was wrong” or even “This isn’t who I am anymore”.
I still feel a deep connection to canines. I still wrestle with my son the way a dog would. I still ask my boyfriend for scratches behind the ears. I still draw myself as a wolf, when I represent myself in my art. (Maybe if I practiced more, I wouldn’t have to.)
But I no longer feel any desire to associate myself with the therian community (seriously, some of the disrespect and appropriation of trans* issues is disgusting. Don’t get me started). I no longer feel the need to pontificate ad nauseum about the nature of my self-identity. I no longer want to spend my life playing pretend.
I will leave my writings on the subject up for the time being, because they aren’t invalidated just because my feelings have changed.
I will, however, be deleting the ‘WereDirectory’- another thing that should have been taken care of a long time ago.
I hope I haven’t offended any of my friends or acquaintances who identify as therian or otherkin. I won’t pass judgement on you, (as long as you’re not comparing yourself to a trans* person. Knock it off, if you are.) and I still value many of you as friends.
I hope to do some real writing soon, so stay posted, and stay warm.