genuinely my childhood was being shackled to the bible with no friends in special ed and then getting really into cringe culture and "dank memes" as a teenager. and now I'm getting into my mid 20s and have zero culture. someone help me man
this is my one (1) allotted weird furry conceit I Will be as abnormal about this as possible and also if you fit this description can you hold me really tight please
@maplebrownsgr I mean you're entitled to your opinion, I think the switch is pretty good though. lots of cool stuff released for that thing. first hybrid console/handheld on the market, best selling nintendo console to date only beat out by the PS2 and DS
with a cover like this you'd think this is from a hyperpop album by a transfem artist exclusively released on bandcamp in 2021 and not a folk-punk album by a bisexual from 1999
yeah this is about me getting squicked out by furry TF (the very specific kind. you know the one) and constantly forcing myself to just take it until I blow up about it. I'm gonna need to either start asking people to tag that stuff or unfollow them instead of treating it like my own moral failure
the more that I think about it and talk it out with other people, the problem might be less "I don't like the thing that everyone's into and that makes me bad" and more "I've surrounded myself with people that I'm incompatible with"
alright incident report because I should probably explain what the hell happened
earlier, I'd say a few nights ago, I got frustrated about people not tagging their furry transformation kink art/posts and having dealt with this issue for years, going back to when I used cohost, I kind of flew off of the handle on main, only to feel guilty about snapping at people about it later on. it somehow had not occurred to me that I could just ask people to tag that sort of thing until I talked about what I was feeling with someone else.
I later found out that someone that I admired had softblocked me, possibly over this incident. this caused me to continue to spiral really badly to the point where my fears of everyone hating me and being told to leave again bubbled back up to the surface and I hit rock bottom, actively telling people to just kill me already if they wanted to.
I still very much fear that. this has been a harrowing couple of nights for me, but a lot of the feelings that drove this have been there for years. I'm not entirely sure what to do about this beyond resting and asking for reassurance, although that gets filtered through my own mental illnesses into making a scene to attempt to get attention out of pity.
I ask that you give me the space to heal and acknowledge what I am struggling with but also very much encourage you to check in on me so that I'm not constantly worrying about if I scared someone off. I'll return whenever I feel more comfortable engaging with people again, and I apologize if I caused anyone else distress.