No, seriously. No sarcasm, no callouts, no drama. Yeah, the furry community can be a dumpster fire sometimes, but when it shines, it shines.

I used to really want to be the 'popufur' on the block (and I do like to hope that people enjoy the stuff I get), but I used to think that all that mattered was having a bigger, shinier collection than the next guy. Not going to lie, sometimes I still get anxiety when I see someone else with something great. Makes me wish I was the one with the shiny new animation or the twelve page comic.

But as I've gone on, I've really started to take notice of all my friends around. I mean, I used to think that 'furry friends' were pretty much just fetish buddies. We whack off to the same stuff, no deeper connection. Except sometimes there is! Sure, we have a shared hobby, but that link's grown a deeper connection.

I had a moment recently. I sort of took stock of where I was. I used to worry. I used to think that the weird, dark stuff I like would always bite me in the end (and not in the good way). But I realized I'm feeling good. My friends like having me around. When I go into chats, plenty of people greet my chars with enthusiasm.

I know some people may not like what I like. But enough do. And some that don't have looked around my kink and found a normal person at the other end. I just want to thank my friends in this community. I'm not just writing again, but it doesn't feel like some chore just so people will notice me. I want to create. I want my friends to enjoy it.