Anonymous slough of skin
coneycomputer.bsky.social
Anonymous slough of skin
@coneycomputer.bsky.social
24 now oooooo | she/they/it
Big maybe on the whole thing but I would be substantially less depressed if I didn't forget basic shit all the time
January 25, 2026 at 12:19 AM
One day.

I'll be free of this body.

The mortal coil removed from the equation permanently. I shall find peace in the mechanized motorics.

I know this all sounds insane, and it is, but if you had my corpse for a body you would understand better.
January 23, 2026 at 2:52 PM
Waking back up in this fucking fleshy prison felt like I had been shot in the stomach. Pure bliss back to this rotting carcass.

If, /when, the technology becomes available I am uploading my brain to a robot body without hesitation.

I refuse to die in this hunk of bad meat.
January 23, 2026 at 2:45 PM
It was pure bliss. I squee'd so hard. I remember pulling all my silicone panels off and touching, ***feeling*** the moving parts... My little mechanical tail wagging like crazy, my face plate hiding such intricate and lovely systems that I could have stared at for days.
January 23, 2026 at 2:45 PM
Servos greased and moved to precise mechanical perfection, motors whirred, heated silicone warm to the touch, a friend looked me over and inspected me by hand.

My mind was so easy to control, I could turn off stress by literally shutting down the software that did it
January 23, 2026 at 2:45 PM
If u could have quick (3-5 business days) access to a bunny hole would you order it
January 22, 2026 at 4:36 PM
That isn't even an exaggeration. The same plane that took me home from magfest crashed with 0 survivors. I've been dealing with heinous survivors guilt for the last year because of this.
January 15, 2026 at 2:37 PM
Maybe I really am a psychopath. I've never been able to feel shit on the same level as people. I always assumed it was autism or ADHD. Can't really go get tested for it without a risk of becoming a permanent grippy sock prisoner.
January 15, 2026 at 2:03 PM
Conclusion: don't go to cons anymore. Don't ever leave home. Never meet people you trust online.
January 15, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Therapist I spent a week getting into her schedule cancelled my fucking appointment because her tummy hurt :(
January 14, 2026 at 3:09 PM
God just put me to sleep. Put me down. I'm a stupid fucking animal who deserves to die.
January 14, 2026 at 3:05 PM
Fuck I fucking need therapy again from a better therapist
January 13, 2026 at 11:39 PM
Fuck I need therapy *again*
January 13, 2026 at 11:38 PM
Fuck I need therapy
January 13, 2026 at 11:36 PM