One of the most positive side effects of getting my anxiety under control has been my realization that I should enjoy my life more and not worry about what other people think.
I’m a nerd, I freely admit it. I enjoy a bunch of different fandoms and hobbies. I love comic cons and cosplay, and yes I’ve been a closet Furry for quite a while. My anxiety has kept me from enjoying the Furry Fandom fully.
Something that has bothered me, is that while I was struggling with my anxiety the people who were the kindest and most supportive to me were my friends in the Furry Twitter community. These kind people who don’t know me in real life were always making me smile and telling me things would be ok. I wanted so much to join in and be a part of that amazing community, but my anxiety about someone finding out I was a Furry kept me at a safe distance.
As I’ve learned more about myself in therapy and for the first time in my life gotten on top of my anxiety, I realize that I can be what I want to be and I don’t owe anyone an explanation for what makes me happy.
I’m an accomplished technician, I work on equipment that saves peoples lives daily. I’m a married to an awesome man who I love more than anything. I’m a pug dad to the best little pug in the world. I have a black belt in Karate. I served my country. I always try to help those in need. I volunteer. And yeah, I happen to be a Furry.
I love the artwork, I love the fursuits, and most of all I love the people in the fandom.