this came to my attention because lately ive been taking more videos of myself and i realized in almost all (if not all) im making really weird noises or saying something from a song/show and i just find it really entertaining cause i don’t even realize its going on
people don’t talk about vocal stimming enough, in my opinion. haha like vocal stimming is the best. i always have to do it alone cause it usually annoys my family, but still i just love to just go and “aaaaaaaaAAAAaaAaAaaAaa” it’s somehow so refreshing
I guess I could be considered a shapeshifter since my body changes between different species of snakes. right now (and for the past few days) I’m a California kingsnake. no idea what causes me to change or if I can control it, but it’s a neat quirk of this body.
I’m curious any shapeshifters out there able to control their shifts? were you always able to? how do you do it now?
(me if you even care)
today’s thoughts : is escapism or just a hyperfixation
alright y'all buckle up i got another rant incoming.
unless you have prior consent from the psychotic person, do NOT reality check them. it may be helpful for some people, but for the rest of us, it is agitating and (at least in my case) makes our psychosis worse.
if curing psychosis (not that curing psychosis is the goal) was as simple as "believe me when i say, what you see/hear/believe is untrue" i would NOT be taking 80mg of antipsychotics each day. i would just believe you. but when you tell me that the belief that is as true as day is wrong, i just feel stupid and angry. i feel stupid (especially if it was said in a patronizing tone) for believing what i believe and i feel angry that you would violate my beliefs like that.
case in point, a couple of days ago my dad and i were having a conversation and he mentioned that i am, whether i like it or not, i am human. he damn well knows that one of my strongest delusions to this day is that i have canine dna that is expressing human proteins, that's why i have a human body. scoffing and telling me that i am human and i'll realize it one day just makes me angry and reinforces my delusion. it doesn't make me believe you.
you can call yourself neurodivergent, but if you ain't normal about psychotic folks, i'll see you in autism hell, bitch.
friendly reminder:
trauma-born alterhumanity is VALID!
non-shifting alterhumanity is VALID!
neruodivergency-born alterhumanity is VALID!
system-born alterhumanity is VALID!
disabled alterhumans are VALID!
polykins/polytherians are VALID!
monokins/monotherians are VALID!
endels (people who's alterhumanity is caused by clinical zoanthropy/lycanthropy) are VALID!
YOU ARE VALID!
also this point is a bit unrelated, but I find it funny that I keep rats when I’m a snake. whenever I play with them all I can of think is the phrase “playing with your food”. despite the fact that they are technically my prey, I have no urges towards them. again, I see them more as children than anything else.
I don’t know if it has to do with the neurodivergence or the nonhumanity but my relationship with pets is a bit odd. they are more siblings or children than anything else. we are both creatures which is something humans often fail to recognize/respect.
the rats I take care of are my friends. not mine through ownership, but mine through relationship.
I doubt this view is really all that uncommon in the nonhuman community, but I have yet to see much talk about it.
Wondering if other fae (or fae adjacent) can relate to this notion: we don’t seem to be social creatures. Maybe this has more to do with my particular clade, but from what I’ve observed and heard us fae don’t seem to be terribly social.
I have one companion who I seriously talk to and many more friends (I suppose they would be called) who I interact with by observing. I engage with people, but it’s always through this veil of humanity. I never interact as my real self. And I don’t really feel the need to.
I have a theory that changelings don’t require the companionship of humans since we’re something else, but that we might enjoy it since we have to blend in to some extent. However I only have my own experience to go off of, so I can’t ever be certain that this applies to others.
I’m not sure if this is purely due to the fact that I’m a changeling or if other types of fae experience this or if it’s simply my personality. Regardless of the reason, I am quite content alone. I enjoy being around people and observing as a way of entertaining myself, but I don’t seem to have the same social needs as the humans I’m surrounded by.
Silvermane is a coat type caused by a dominant gene. It has a silver appearance that is caused by the end of the hair shafts being translucent/empty. Silvermane also causes a dark mask on the muzzle. Babies start out unsilvered but the base color they are, then at anywhere between 12 days - 12 weeks the muzzle will begin to show the telltale sign. They also begin to “silver” out their coat as they age
It was discovered in 2012 by a Rattery in North Carolina named Squeaks and Nibbles Rattery. They were originally named Silvermane by the breeder who discovered them but the AFRMA decided to rename them for their club as D'Argent.
Adding on to this: nonhumanity is not a psychotic belief. I happen to have a psychotic disorder which affects other parts of my life, but my nonhuman identity is not a delusion. It is fact. Thank you, and I’ll see myself out.
I love that my therapist agrees with me that the point of my treatment is functionality not sanity. Maybe for some there is a need to be sane in order to live how they want, but that is not the case with me.
I don’t need to be compliant to human’s beliefs in order to function and be happy. In fact, pretending I am human and that I think the same way they do is actively harmful for me.
Sanity is a concept made up by humans. They decide when a belief is acceptable, unconventional, or wrong. I would not be considered sane by most people’s standards. That does not make me wrong.
I am inhuman. I am me.
shoutout to nonhumans whos identities arent realistic, i love you unnatural colors and hybrids.