Being a therian can be really hard. Stay strong. You can make it. possibly triggering themes below If you've seen my profile, you're looking at the description of someone who's a coyote, owl and crane in a world of human supremacy. I wasn't supposed to be like this. Humanity has not been kind to me either. My story is below. I awakened around a year ago. I thought it was the most amazing thing, to finally have a label for the canine and bird inside me. I was uneducated on the topic, and didn't realize that the feelings of not belong that I've felt my whole life would only intensify. Therianthropy has always been part of my life, whether I realized it or not. I felt tails, wished I had one. The woods was always the most comforting thing. There's no comfort in my life now, unfortunately. The species dysphoria is so bad sometimes, I can't handle it. It hurts to even look at my hands, even when I wear gloves to cover them. I don't have a mirror in my room for that reason. At school, my friends think therian-like behaviors such as embracing shifts by acting animalistic means someone's a furry. (I am a furry as well.) I barked once, accidentally, while I was trying to talk. They basically called me crazy. I protest going outside to socialize for fear it will turn terrible. My panic has intensified, and it's not going well. My mom knows about my therian identity, my dad does not. I protest school due to excessive noise, physical touch, and fear of being outed as a therian. My parents are saying if I keep protesting, we're going to find another option. Another place to put me. Uh, yeah. It's not going so well for me at the moment. Therianthropy's gorgeous, but it does hurt sometimes <3
