Maybe I Have Chronic Pain Because I'm Meant To Fly, Not Walk Or Use My Muscles Too Much 🧐🧐 Think

I am a whisper on the edge of a breath.

I move through silence, unseen,

a presence that alters reality,

but I do not touch it.

I am an echo of something forgotten,

a shape that does not belong,

but is felt in the space between moments.

No name holds me, not even my own,

And no body can claim the weight of my existence.

I am here in a home that's not mine,

the thread that never unravels,

the vision that never becomes clear.

I was once all that is pure,

just a presence that swam through the gaps in silence.

I existed before time,

before earth learned to breathe.

I was everywhere and nowhere

a pulse that only the stars knew,

a flicker in the vast, untouched void.

But now, I walk the ground.

I have feet, and they stir dust,

I feel the thrum of the world in my bones.

It is foreign, this heaviness.

I was light once;

before I learned to bend to the rules of flesh.

Now, I carry this body with all its quiet burdens.

I remember the skies,

the endless stretch of air where I was not bound.

I remember the stillness,

the peace that hummed through me like a song without words.

I was a soft, radiant being

but now,

I am here,

trapped in this skin,

trying to find my way back.

There is no longer a place for wings,

and no song to sing

But Its voice still guides me wordlessly.

The memory lingers

faint, but constant;

heavy, but ephimeral.

I remember what it felt like to be untethered,

to hover just above,

to see through time and thought,

to know without knowing.

Now, I walk among the living,

a shadow among shadows,

only sometimes - when the world holds its breath, when the light bends just so,

I feel the weightlessness again,

a brief, fragile return to what was.

This vessel of mine - it is merely there

To remember

And to reminisce.

But I wonder

how many of us are here,

hidden in bodies,

walking the earth,

searching for the skies.

🪽

Being otherkin with maladaptive daydreaming is on another level

Can we stop using "still lives with their parents" or "unemployed" or "doesn't have a drivers license" or "didn't graduate high school" as an insult or evidence that someone is a bad person? Struggling with independence or meeting milestones is not a moral failing.

Rainy days = species dysphoria = sadness = today was a horrible day

"nobody will accept me": a diagram

you dont have to be the "acceptable" kind of otherkin. like, seriously. don't try to be something you're not just because you think you'll become more "acceptable" to the people who unfortunately just dont accept anyone who's a single inch out of their expected portrayal of the average "normal" person.

go be a creature. please.

Asks and reblogs help a lot, imo. We share questions, information and experiences in a very different way since tiktok is a video based app while tumblr is more versatile.. and I guess it is more accepting? Or rather, it's common for a community here to receive less hate than it would on tiktok, where people can't resist the urge to hate on a video instead of scrolling. Not only is it more difficult to control the content that appears on your fyp, but tiktok users are also incapable of blocking a hashtag or ignoring the content they dislike so they won't see it anymore.

Generally speaking, alterhuman tiktok videos won't be taken seriously by anyone outside the alterhuman community. And when a non-human makes a video about the topic, 80% of the comments will be from people who think horribly of us. I guess that tumblr is full of scary people whereas tiktok is full of immature idiots. Everything has its flaws, lol

Not going to lie, I feel like the alterhuman/therian community on here is a lot more community based than it is on TikTok. I feel like TikTok, it's a lot more individualistic and individual based, which is fine and dandy but in here, I feel like we are more community based.

I honestly prefer the community centered vibes that Tumblr has over the individualistic vibes that TikTok gives. It makes me feel less alone and it also makes me feel like I don't have to perform my alterhumanity to people to prove myself.

I had a dream about someone saying "hey your wings need preening" and it was so random, the wings I had weren't even accurate to my real ones. But yes. Yes my wings need preening

"Calling yourself an angel is disrespectful towards religions!"

*EXTREMELY LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER*

THE WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND YOU AND NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU

YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.

Angels have various depictions outside of Christianity. And I say "christianity" because usually, that's the only religion that anti-otherkin people "defend" to go against angelkins. It's the only argument they have, because to them, Christianity is the only relevant religious belief. But have you considered that there may be creatures similar to angels that simply have a different name - like messengers from greek mythology such as Hermes - or that some people may have their own ideas and values?

Ietsists, for instance, believe in an unspecified trascendent reality because they think there are higher beings/forces that rule the universe (whether or not there's evidence for their existence). Ietsism combines traditional ideologies, superstitions or folk beliefs without believing in a main god. But they can believe in astrology, clairvoyance, and guess what - angels too. Angels who may not be westernised blonde humans with blue eyes & a halo on their head. Is this disrespectful? And if I believe in the existence of non-christian, non-religious celestial creatures, am I not allowed to be angelkin accoding to MY beliefs?

Just say you don't support the otherkin community and move on. You don't have to act like a hero. If you have to hate on something, be sure to sound smart enough to be taken seriously - not just by your audience of ableist close minded bullies. 99% of y'all aren't religious in the slightest

Getting signs and responses from my Gods is the best feeling

Opening and closing alterhuman tumblr like a fridge at 3am.