So, originally, this account was owned by an "alter-ego" of sorts, something to do with multiplicity/plurality/OSDD/DID/multiple personality disorder, that was within the same brain as mine. In some of the journals from the later parts of 2019, you can see that I've long defeated whatever it was, after the many grueling years of me dealing with it. I still don't fully understand what it was, after all these years. It had its own separate agenda, thoughts, objectives, and even personality from my own, it made its own decisions here, it chose its paths, yatta-yatta.

Of course, that didn't end the furry interests my brain had, or from my brain just continuing the same mechanisms for "plurality", which would end up making me into a furry oof. X3 But dang was it close to doing that. Not sure where I'd be right now if it weren't for these fine alignment of events, hell, a lot of what I've experienced I find to be suspiciously coincidental, some of it so obscure, even for the early 2010s, for it to be truly random chance. But eh, c'est la vie as the French say, and I've definitely lived a life, of sorts, maybe interesting? I dunno, I'm 21 now, but all of these "alter-ego" interactions were when I was 17 and younger - as young as 15 - at least on FA, otherwise I was as young as 10 or 11, give or take, so its been an experience, a wild ride for me and even my personal friends who I've let know of the situation before.

But now, after furrifying this account more to my liking, and starting to indulge in commenting a lot more, submitting some, interesting submissions. X3 I've begun to question whether or not I should keep the archive of this account going, the idea of archive that 17 year old me considered, or to begin anew with this old account formerly used by something inside of my head, that traumatized me personally. 'Cause everytime I would look back onto this account, the archive I've made of it, I'd relive some of those memories of dealing with that "alter-ego", that I called "Fun-Fear", and freak the hell out, lash out, feel weird, crazy person stuff. But, now that I've put a funny quirky furry avatar on it, begin doing what I've wanted to do with it, I haven't felt those same memories, those same experiences I did when I was 17 and younger, I haven't continued to relive those experiences. So, maybe it is best to say "screw it" to the idea of archive, and do what the hell I want with it, because maybe that's how I'll move on, from the point of insanity that I had all those years ago. To just watch whoever the heck I want, and to fav whatever the hell I want, instead of just leaving it for an archival purpose.

But yeah, that's my many cents of my life and its circumstance, take it how you want to, but god damn was it wild as hell, for what little objectively happened.