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Today was an interesting day for me.
A bunch of people I know IRL have expressed rather unfavorable opinions on furries. Like, not outright hatred, but definitely the kinds of disdain and misguided disgust that, for a while, I've been reluctant to let them in on the fact that I'm one myself.
That changed today. Maybe it was a bit of a spiritual high from Furpocalypse giving me the courage to do it. Maybe it was a chance to enlighten them to why I was always such a defender of the fandom and correcting their misconceptions.
Whatever it was, I simply came to the decision that I didn't care. Let them know the truth, consequences be damned.
So I showed up to our usual Tuesday comic shop card game meetings, using my new Eeveelution tote bag to carry my stuff and sporting my "Anatomy of a Fox" shirt. (I was considering getting the Anatomy of a Furry one instead specifically to piss these guys off, but ultimately cuteness won.) When they finally asked where I got the stuff and where I'd been, I finally let them know. Yes, I went to a furry convention over the weekend.
The one who'd been most vocal...honestly took it rather well, actually. He still doesn't understand why furries like being furries, but he was at least cool with me just doing my own thing.
1 down, a few dozen to go. XP
A bunch of people I know IRL have expressed rather unfavorable opinions on furries. Like, not outright hatred, but definitely the kinds of disdain and misguided disgust that, for a while, I've been reluctant to let them in on the fact that I'm one myself.
That changed today. Maybe it was a bit of a spiritual high from Furpocalypse giving me the courage to do it. Maybe it was a chance to enlighten them to why I was always such a defender of the fandom and correcting their misconceptions.
Whatever it was, I simply came to the decision that I didn't care. Let them know the truth, consequences be damned.
So I showed up to our usual Tuesday comic shop card game meetings, using my new Eeveelution tote bag to carry my stuff and sporting my "Anatomy of a Fox" shirt. (I was considering getting the Anatomy of a Furry one instead specifically to piss these guys off, but ultimately cuteness won.) When they finally asked where I got the stuff and where I'd been, I finally let them know. Yes, I went to a furry convention over the weekend.
The one who'd been most vocal...honestly took it rather well, actually. He still doesn't understand why furries like being furries, but he was at least cool with me just doing my own thing.
1 down, a few dozen to go. XP