I took off my human skin.
Sometimes I forget to take it off. Like sometimes when life is crazy and you wear the same bra for a week. If a woman says this doesn't happen to her she's lying. I forget to take it off and it stays on too long and it starts to suffocate me.
This weekend though, Friday night, when I got a request for my company I pushed passed the exhaustion and throbbing wooshing Icanhearthebloodinmybrain headache and I went.
I went in this creek for a few minutes until my body yelled at me...
I went for a long drive and peeled off my too tight human skin in a little cabin in the woods. I peeled it off and I could breathe, and the air didn't hurt, and I nearly melted, and I slept.
Saturday found me on another long drive, having really real core level no human sometimes just animalish noises conversation with 
And I laid by the fire and ate real food...
And I just existed in my natural state loving every moment of having people that don't require me to wear that stupid human skin.
We took a drive at night. I laid in the back of a the van, watching the ghosts of the trees pass, the music vibrating through my body and remembered that this is what my life is supposed to be.
And the trees hugged me...
I drifted off, but woke up when we stopped. I found the stars... I'd almost forgotten I'd lost them, and we danced with shadows in the dark. I was me for a little while.
I fell asleep again on the way back and slept until it was time to go back to the humans.
Now I'm here, and I feel so much better than I have... So I'm baby stepping, commenting, up voting, popping in on discord, word vomiting this until I'm ready to do more... I'm still so, so tired... But I shed my human skin and I feel like me.
Do you feel like you?