I’ve been through a lot of shit these past few years, I’ve had to deal with abuse, manipulation, betrayal, depression and addiction, and suicidal thoughts. I was used up until I had no more value, then ignored and excluded. I won’t stay silent and pretend like this didn’t happen to me anymore. I finally decided to do what was good for me for a change, and left my boyfriend, who was cheating and using me. It was a rough couple of months, but I got through it, and life has been looking up much better. I’ve been able to focus my energy on my art, I’ve made A LOT of new things and I finally found a piece of me I’ve been missing for a long time.

I wasn’t ALLOWED to be anything other than a wolf. I never felt that much a connection to my fursona because it wasn’t ME: it was made for me. I’m glad to say this week, I had a revelation, and with the help of a close friend who’s helped me incredibly through me darkest hours, I finally have a character I can call my own. I have made my fursona a cave hyena, and with that, I’m finally my own person.

I don’t want to be associated with my past anymore. I don’t want to be the shell of a person I was anymore. I’m done living in the shadows of abusive pricks, and seven years is too much time to waste living for someone else.