Awroooo thank you 😋🫶

Awrufff 🐶🐶

idk? try manually flagging adult stuff as adult if you’re not already, i think sometimes the auto flagging hides posts

🐶🐶🫶

Awrufff pup! 🐶🐶🫶

Awruffff 🐶🫶

Aww 🥹 thank youuuu! bork bork! you made this puppy’s day 🫶🐶

Miss you puppies, hopefully see you next nuzzles again 🫶

👀

Thank you, that’s really kind. I wish teenage me had seen somebody else say this kind of stuff without shame so he didn’t feel like the only one, and it felt right to share it now in case it helps somebody else feel a bit less alone 🫶

Awwruffff pup, cuddles on offer 🫶🍂🍁

In my book, the twins (who are not me but are based on my two sides of personality) work through the same trauma, it was actually cathartic to process and come to terms with my own experience in this way.

That was the impossible reconciliation I had also, I considered shaving it but in that era if you got busted with stubble somewhere other than your face it was automatically ‘gay’ and in a dangerous way. Thankfully by the mid 90s I’d largely accepted myself and my peers had caught up.

My parents tried to normalise it, like ‘you’re just growing up’ or even acting they didn’t notice, but that made it worse cuz it made me want to hide it more. And I’d see friends running around shirtless without a care in the world, wishing I could make the shame go away like them 😅

Like with my female childhood friends, suddenly their parents are looking at you like you’re a predator, teachers had no idea how to treat the 12 year old with a moustache and people stared at the 14 year in swim class with a chestful of hair. It was really gross and violating in retrospect.

I think a lot of NDs experience change as loss, I know I do, which explains my complicated relationship with body hair growing up. All I saw in the mirror was the loss of childhood/innocence and inside I just wanted to play GI Joe with my friends. Being sexualised as a kid was traumatic.

honestly my brain was hitting me for nearly 7 years with ‘overstim, too noisy, too much’ and lowkey ‘nobody’s gonna like you’ weird autistic overthinking shit. and when I finally bit the bullet and got out, I found myself craving the cuddles, not flinching from touch. wish I’d pushed myself sooner.

thank you bb, felt good to process all that, I know I was far from the only one going through all those steps of shame and denial but it feels good to be at peace with it 🫶

14/ now who’s gonna stroke the chest fur, give a nipple lick and tell me i’m a good boy? drop a note below 👅🐾🫶