u/AdDecent8936

You know? I was antifurry back then, I was the spirit of hatred.

I hated furries with every single organic cell of my body,

those creatures discusted me to bone, and yet, I, sadly,

have become the very thing i sworn to destroy.

It was no sudden moment.

It happened, gradually enough not to notice at first,

in steps small enough not to feel alerting at that moment.

Everything I did, only later told me how it all happened.

Biggest moment was the day I looked back,

compared myself to past myself, and realised what creature I

have become.

That moment, I realised how much my flame of hatred had dimmed down.

I told my online friend about what was happening.. and he said what

probably shifted me the most: he said that he accepts me as a furry.

I did not want to, but still, I felt how that message slowly pushed me

toward becoming a furry, the thing I sworn to murder on sight.

Days since that moment of realisation probably were the most painful ones,

I kept cycling back and forth between becoming a furry and staying an antifurry..

I knew that I could no longer be an antifurry,

but betraying my past indentity made me feel so much shame that I was close

to getting dark thoughts again.

Some time after, I realised that the more I resist, the further I am

into being a furry.

I realised how much the fur has consumed me.

The only decision I could take by that moment

was accepting it.

Since the day I defined myself as a furry, i slowly opened my eyes

to the path. And welp, thats my story of how I became a furry,

socializing with other creatures and having fun as a protogen...

the fun that my past self would not be proud of.

But Im not past myself anymore. I changed to unrecognizable.

Was I doomed to become a furry?

That is a lot to debate about, but so far it is undefined.

What i know for sure is that Im too far to into it to become past self.