Tw: vent
Sometimes I just feel like I’ll never be accepted. I have amazing friends, sure, but my family probably will never get used to how different I am. I am tired of bottling this up but I need to tell someone.
I know I’m different. I know some people may think I’m weird, and I understand that. I collect bones, I’m a furry, and I’m gay! So what? My bone collecting hobby makes everyone uncomfortable, even though I try to explain that I just find them interesting and cool, but nobody listens. They compare me to serial killers and murderers because of a simple interest I have.
When I tel people I’m a furry they think I’m attracted to animals, which is NOT TRUE. they think that I think that I’m an animal, which is NOT TRUE. they spread rumors and make fun of me and have since I was a kid, and I’m tired of it, but thanks to my trauma I can’t confront it or any of the sort. I brush it off and laugh.
I’m scared to come out. I’m scared that my friends will tell my family. I’m scared that they are going to judge me more.
I’m scared and I’m not scared to say it anymore.
I’m acted of being judged, I’m scared of being alone, I’m scared of showing emotions and I’m scared of getting into fights with people.
I just wish I was normal.