I Really Really Love Being A Therian

WET BEAST WEDNESDAY!!!

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Op i want to hug you rn you just basically described my experience to a point.

I own two cats, and I adore them, hell I display dog like behaviors and nudge against them with my snout or curl around them and lay in the sun by the window.

But real dogs? I don't hate them, but they're overstimulating often. I don't really find them actually all that cute, especially in comparison to cats, and when i see a picture of my theriotype, the joyful feeling i get isn't from the cuteness of the dogs its like.... "Wow thats me!" "That really looks like me!". And the idea of being with other dog therians or dogkins makes me feel excited, but not the idea of being with real dogs.

Being called a cat, the idea of being a cat, makes me so so so uncomfortable.

Something I wanted to share about my feelings with therianthropy...

I am a dog.

I don't like dogs, I don't like being around real life dogs that much, they kinda tend to annoy me most of the time. I don't really feel myself having any affinity for dogs in general, even fictional dogs are just sort of "okay" to me. There are some cartoon dogs I can think "yeah he's cool or chill" but it doesn't really go any further than that.

I dont even see myself in dogs, but I see myself AS A DOG.

And I've never been able to change this.

I prefer cats, I feel more affinity for cats, I communicate better with them IRL, I've lived with cats all my life (my family never had dogs as pets) and in general I think cats are aesthetically more pleasing to look at than dogs, not that that's the dog's fault or anything.

I wish I could be a cat sometimes, I even tried to call myself a cat, draw myself as a cat, mimic cat behaviour, all that stuff where you try it on and see if it fits, makes you feel comfortable...

But I still feel like I'm a dog.

I've talked about this occasionally with friends and in some furry fandom spaces, which all of them said about the same thing. "Well why don't you just BE a cat then?"

To which my answer, with sadness and longing, is only "I don't know."

TV SHOWS FOR PUPPY REGRESSORS !!

the tv is soft and warm. you are sprawled on the carpet, treat in your mouth, toys sprawled about you. you've had a big day. playing, going on walkies, getting a bath. and now you rest with your eyes on the screen the soft sound of the tv filling the room.

🐾 bluey

🐶 scooby-doo

🐕 blues clues

🐾 clifford

🐶 paw patrol

🐕 pound puppies

🐾 martha speaks

🐶 dog with a blog

🐕 littlest pet shop

🐾 courage the cowardly dog

🐶 101 dalmations: the series

🐕 dug days

🐾 catdog

🐶 dog with a blog

🐕 dogs in space

me and my mother figure

I think the most soul crushing realization anyone can make is the realization no one is truely there for them. I don't have anyone, not really. I will never get the care and understanding i need. Even the people who are in my life and supposed to be 'close' to me treat me like a distant friend. My family, my boyfriend, my friends, i don't even want them anymore. Im so sick of the same patterns, the same disappointments entering my life, and getting hurt by them everytime. I want to make them all dissapear. I want to dissapear.

Can we normalize animal behaviors and affections, Ik it's already been said but it kills me that I can't just have a pack of other dogs I can sleep in a pile with and do group groomibg/cleaning time with

The term and concept of "rent lowering gunshots" has seeped into my mental vocabulary, and I've welcomed it there. Something I'm up to is gross and weird? Good, keeps the rent low. Keeps judgy people out. Post weird shit on your blog, do weird shit to your hair, be as fucky as your heart ever wants to be. If you're not the one making the profit, make yourself unprofitable. The aposematism of brightly coloured creatures is there to warn predators, not friends.

You have no moral obligation to make yourself palatable for those who would consume you.

CALLING ALL SCENE KIDZ!!!!!

Dot Dot Curve remade some of his old songs and they are so good you should totally listen to them