30 Days of Otherkin: How/Why You Are Otherkin

This post is part of the 30 Days of Otherkin challenge.

I am a bit of a strange case, even as far as otherkin-identified people go. I was not the only person born into this body. I was born alongside another spirit, who is also non-human. The details get really messy, so I am going to leave some stuff out to keep this as streamlined as I can.

We did not know why we were incarnated here on Earth to begin with. For a long time, we thought it was because we were being punished. Exiled, or banished, probably self-done. Neither of us did particularly well here, nor wanted to be here. It was cold, and lonely, and foreign.

I do not know which of us was in control of our body in the beginning years. Sometimes, I think it was me. Sometimes, I think it was her. Maybe it was both of us. But by our mid-teens, I had checked out of the body, leaving it to the other spirit to live this life for both of us.

Fast forward about a decade. I had spent most of that time living in the other realms, only coming back to body on rare occasions. It was one of those times where the other young woman asked me to temporarily take over, that I wound up here like I am, now. I took back control of the body and life for what was supposed to be a couple of days. That couple of days turned into a week. Two weeks. A month. And then, it became a permanent arrangement. The other spirit took off to live in the same realms I had spent the better part of a decade.

It worked out much better, this way. Because during those first five days when I had temporarily taken over for her, I fell madly in love with my partner, Z, whom had been a friend of the other spirit’s. She did not want to live here. But now I did.

So I can tell you very concretely why I am alive and in body right now: because Z is here, and I want to be with him as closely as possible. It was a choice for me.

I am otherkin, because my spirit is not human, and I chose to be in a body as a permanent arrangement, a little over two years ago.

Of course, things wound up getting more complicated than that. Once I made the decision to live a life here, I soon learned strings were being pulled the entire time and I was supposed to be here for entirely different reasons than just my wanting to – but that was a definite plus. Because you try getting me to do something I do not want to do. You pretty much have to be a lion tamer to pull that off. But more likely, you will lose a limb.

So, once I was all buttered up and enamored with the idea of working to heal myself and be in a body to be with my partner, Necessity gave both Z and myself a swift kick in the ass. Apparently we have done this “incarnation” thing a few times here, before. And apparently we have work to do here. Go figure.

But that is another story, for another time.