Gah, on the "Packs" Well last year, when I was still in public school, I was pretty open about being a Furry, but got less and less as I got teased for wearing a collar and attempting to wear ears to school...I never was open about it after that, but I met other artists, but never Furries, maybe one, but I'm not sure about Aunni... I'm homeschooled now, so I'm home mostly all week accept for Wednesdays, I'm at the homeschool building for fine arts. There are lost and lost of artist there, but have yet to even say I'm a furry.. You don't meet many people unless you're in a class, witch I'm in two band and color guard, but other than that it's kinda like normal school for a day..X3
I love being a furry, I just hate what it does to you, to me it tore me in two and let me alone..But that's just how I felt, there are lots of regretting and comforting feelings along the way, other feelings being depressed, I was depressed and felt empty inside cause I was torn apart by words and actions, I only have two friends that I'm in contact with form public school, and they are both begging me to come back, and making me regret everything and make everything some back in memories..
Sorry for the loong deep post, it was kinda nice to get it off my chest..

























































