Hi. I'm Leo. You can also call me Stray, because that's my new fursona's name. He's a fursona I finally really agree with, even more than Six, who some of you guys might remember. (I'll still draw Six.) I'm working on a ref sheet of him as I type this, actually. I plan on keeping this journal up for a while, even if the MFF stuff gets outdated rather soon. So let's get the big stuff out of the way first.
I recently mentioned car troubles. To be specific, I hit a deer. I isekai'd Bambi. Tragic. It took the whole front end off the car that's gotten me through the worst of my life... but I've also just made the downpayment on a new car. RIP Pearl. Thanks for saving me on the way out.
This new car was bought for a really good deal, so I think I will be able to go to MFF as long as I keep my bank straight (eat cup ramen every day). I'll only be going for one day, Saturday, Dec. 7th.
This brings us on to the final, but no less important, point.
I've been a recluse for a long time. I've been through a lot of healing lately, and I'm working hard to destroy the parts of me that hide. I never really felt like a furry before. I've always been the type to feel most alone in a crowd, and somehow joining this culture I'd looked at from the outside for years felt like... well, a wolf in sheep's clothing. I know that might sound silly, but it's generally difficult for me to try and define myself and the person I want to be. I'm going to change that.
I want to embrace being a furry as a very forward aspect of myself. I have a comfort here, and if the internet will be willing to accept my bumbling, 27 y.o. self, I'd like to build a new home for myself online. I've made a telegram, and I intend to look into using postybirb to have a better online presence in general. Where are you guys at? I keep hearing a lot about Bluesky... Regardless, what I mean to say also is. I want to get to know people. I'm ready to open up, to try and be present.

If we haven't talked before, I'd like to meet you. And if we have talked and lost contact, I'm sorry. It was never you, it was my own struggles with a great, powerful, and surprisingly unsexy beast named ADHD. Lmao. If you're willing to reach out, I would love to hear how you've been.

I'm really glad to be back.

(Also, if you know how to use telegram, please, God, send help. LMAO)