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All of my driving anxiety has basically vanished since trying to think of myself driving as "jacking in" like to mech of some sort and using it to transport myself and my partner(s) to and from locations. I already did something similar to help me get a feel of how big the vehicle actually was so this felt just like a natural extension of that.

Hell yeah species euphoria

Affirmations for Anxious Robots

- I am functioning exactly as intended. Any unintended issues provide more data for future improvement.

- I am intelligent and adaptable. I can face unexpected problems. Faltering does not equate to failure.

- My personal value is not dependent on my efficiency. I am a beautifully engineered machine and my existence is beneficial to the world and the people around me.

- My prediction algorithms are incomplete. The data I currently have about my situation is not fully reliable, and projections about the future cannot render sound conclusions. My energy is best used focusing on the here and now.

Robot that casually claims to have a twelve-inch dick, but admits "I mean, I don't have it with me" any time it's challenged to prove it. It really does own a twelve-inch dick attachment, but never actually uses it – it has it specifically so that when it does this bit it's technically telling the truth.

Oh i see you reblogged some tulpa and endo stuff :( are you not actually a system?

This is so incredibly disappointing to read.

I can genuinely only assume you're young and/or don't know any better, but what a person reblogs does not dictate who/what they are. My reasons for reblogging stuff can swing from, "I like it" to "I support it" to "this resonates with me in some way" and that last one has a sliding scale of "haha, funny" to "this is EXACTLY my experience" and you CANNOT KNOW which of these things it is, because you are not me/mine.

(Remember, we're a System, so some of these reblogs might even just be others' opinions/experiences/enjoyments, and not necessarily "mine". 😉👍)

Besides all that, you CANNOT dictate who is a "real" System and who is not. Endo Systems are just as valid as other Systems to me because I'm not going to sit here and pretend I know everything about the human brain, mental disorders, or even OSDD/DID, because I don't. YOU don't. Medical professionals don't. This research is VERY VERY NEW and mostly fueled by the plural community at this point. This science is also incredibly wibbly because it's about feelings and constructs no one can see, feel, taste, hear, etc. It's an entire disorder built on trusting that the host isn't lying, and - for that reason alone - we should stop pointing fingers and trying to tell people, "You're not valid! You reblogged someones tulpa post!"

...so?

Who cares???

I don't even know wtf a "tulpa" is. I don't care. I reblogged something I liked— BIG WHOOP!!

But even then, you - as an individual who I DO NOT KNOW, but (most importantly) DOES NOT KNOW ME - CANNOT judge what is real to me and my life experiences, just like I can't judge yours.

Keep an open mind. Be kind. Do not feed into the social media cesspool mentality of right VS wrong, black VS white.

Life is full of color. Don't dim your world view just because some asshat on Twitter told you to do so.

This machine is experiencing chassis dysphoria...

You know, I heard that if a robot girl ever wants a Lobotomy, all you have to do is install Windows 11 on her OS. And BOOM, no more big thoughts.

Yeah I support AI art.

Art made by AIkin and robotkin, what else would I be talking about

As an older model android you don't have any newfangled motors and lids for artificial eyes, nor do you even have a dedicated "face". No, you just have a screen.

Sure you can emote, display text, and even display websites and videogames on it, but it feels very stereotypically inhuman. Sometimes it feels alienating, seeing all of your peers get these upgrades and all the newer androids being more humanlike than ever can make you jealous.

But your boyfriend... Oh you know he loves you the way you are.

Behind closed doors, your boyfriend loves the display of pretty, swirling colors. One close look and he can't look away, his eyes locked to the steady spiral and glazing over.

Emotions were always hard for you as a machine, but this... A rush of what you can only assume is pride mixed with desire.

Pawing at your chassis, unable to look away from your old, outdated display. He whines and barks at your command, letting you touch and handle him however you like. "Such a good pet" you say, and his entire world seems to light up.

Maybe you don't need that upgrade. Maybe you don't even want it.

When can I start replacing my biological components for mechanical ones?

Asking for me, because I want this. Human knees fucking suck.

Hi! :) Just wanted to drop by and say hello! The robotkin and robot community in general is just super cool and I'm just starting to get into it and understand more. If you don't mind me asking, how did you first know that you were a robotkin?

TLDR: My boyfriend, who is also otherkin, helped explain to me their experience and which helped me crack my otherkin/robotkin egg as I realized everything I experienced was actually dysphoria, in an oddly similar vein to the old host of my DID system realizing they are trans.

Honestly it was an odd experience, but I want to preface this with saying that I'm plural and my experience may differ from most.

For as long as I can remember as my own person/alter, I've felt vaguely inhuman. I pushed it down/away to fit in and be normal. I've always felt something was missing internally, like I thought and felt different than everyone else in my system.

I eventually joined the relationship that the old host of our system had with our current boyfriend and learned he was also otherkin. I asked him about it and we talked, explaining it as a type of dysphoria/dysmorphia regarding feeling like an integral part of you, who and what you are, is missing.

Eventually I started recognizing these feelings and trying to understand them instead of pushing it away. Lo and behold, I am otherkin. My memory and processes work the way a file folder system does, I feel phantom gears and pneumatics where there is only flesh and bone: part of me was missing. There's more, but I think this gets the point across.

My other headmates have joked that I acted like a machine trying to pose as a human. They were kinda right. Realizing I felt envy when seeing robotic looking humanoids, catching myself thinking "God I wish," and when finally accepting myself I spoke to my boyfriend... Who wasn't surprised in the slightest 😅

That was around when I started my main blog @lgbtransgirl , and I made this one to indulge more in the Robotkin side of things and build community around that specifically. Posting on here and being part of the community has helped me feel not alone, and helped me feel more comfortable in my identity.