Phantom Pains: An Otherkin Inspired Story

Phantom Pains

I looked over the edge of the roof, the wind blowing through my hair. I spread my wings behind me, letting them pick up some of the breeze.

Or I would have if I still had my wings. I could feel where they would be, and sometimes I could feel their weight and movement, but they simply weren't there.

If I told anybody about my wings, they'd think I was crazy. Nobody knew about me being otherkin except for random people online, and I wished that I could tell my friends, but I didn't know how they would react. They might not want to be my friends anymore.

I let out a sigh. "Now's not the time to think about this," I said to myself. "I came up here to get away from the judgement, not continue it."

Looking over the edge again, I thought about what would happen if I jumped off. Would my wings carry me to safety, or would I simply fall to my death? It was tempting to try; to feel like I was flying again. I knew that the latter would happen if I tried. It would release me from my problems; I would be free again.

No. I couldn't do that to all the people who care about me. I may not feel that strongly for most of them, but they care for me, and I could never do that to them. My purpose is to help people, not hurt them.

I stepped away from the edge. Being so close must have brought out those thoughts. I may not like my current life, but it's my life now, and I have to live with it. The bad may seem to overwhelm the good, but if you look past the negativity, there's a world of positivity and support for you to find. You just have to search for it.