And all the world will be your enemy, Prince with A Thousand Enemies

Now hear me out

What if I was an angel

And you were a supernatural being

And we just kissed a little

And if you don't like kissing we can get some tea

Or see the stars and scare the townspeople

As a kid, I always played cats on the playground. I was an avid warrior cat fan. I used to only draw cats. I even share some (stereotypical) traits with them! I’ve always loved seafood, I love milk, hell as a kid I even loved playing with actual cat toys. I would eat catmint from my friend’s garden to be like a cat. So much of my childhood was spent obsessing over these animals. I even wanted to be one. I wanted to be a cat so badly as a child.

But I’m not a cat. I’m a rabbit.

I’ve never obsessed over rabbits the way I did cats. I never cared much for them at all, actually. Rabbits were barely a thought in the back of my mind. They have never been my favorite animal once in my life.

Yet I AM one. Despite being more similar to and sharing a deeper love for cats, I am a rabbit. And that’s just how it is.

I even pondered if I was a feline therian because of my childhood connection to cats. I thought about it a lot, actually. But I just don’t feel the same way about cats as I do being a rabbit. It isn’t a “want” to be a rabbit. I AM a rabbit. It isn’t a question in my mind, it isn’t something I think about. It is just what I am. And no matter how much cats meant to me throughout my life, I simply do not share that same connection.