for those of us that are not otherkin or therian or alterhuman , but simply just not human . for those that have little to no connection to humanity and are simply stuck in a human body , and for those which bodies arent human either . any and all nonhumans .
i always see so many otherkin/therian/alterhuman appreciation posts , and i can never relate to those because i am none of those . but i havent seen any that are nonhuman specific so . nonhumans i love you /p
Make your Perfect Home/World in Minecraft! Do you/your kintype/kithtype live in a cave? Dig a hole in the ground! You live up in the sky? Build a raining cloud in the sky and use the water to pull you up! You live in the trees? Build a tree house, or even build a giant tree to live inside!
I need a big pile of shiny objects to hoard and lie down on and guard. I need coins, jewelry, and all kinds of little treasures. I need a proper NEST damn it!!!
I don't feel like a real person a lot of the time. It takes all I have to even just exist most days. Everything's overwhelming and exhausting even though I don't do anything.
I never thought embracing my Alter-humanity would feel this good. I feel so confident, so sure of myself, so happy to be alive. I'll admit, it's definitely still an adjustment. I still feel like a lunatic talking about it sometimes, but, I couldn't be happier, genuinely.
The Alterhuman community as a whole (otherkin, therian, etc) is filled with some of the greatest beings I've ever had the pleasure to interact with. It's so freeing being able to talk about who I really am without fear of judgement or ridicule. All of you are so wonderful, so creative, so clever and kind. We're all little weirdos just trying to survive in this crazy world, and I love that! I love being part of such a niche yet loving community and being able to learn about everyone's identities
Thank you for being here. Thank you for giving me a home.
My human insides don't work like they should. I can feel my insides dead and dormant, yet my exterior seems alive. It doesn't last for long once the tiredness sets in. I become only a corpse with a small soul, staggering around with no aim. I can't feel food fulfillment nor hunger. I am dead. I am not living or beating. I feel empty.