So I’ve been struggling with my identity for a while now and I have come to the conclusion that I am a weed otherkin. Yes that is correct. I’m a weed otherkin. I’ve been feeling a strong connection to weed for a while now but not like in an addiction way or anything. I just feel a sense of joy, euphoria even, when I smell like weed.
Unfortunately, hippies and stoners come to me looking for a free sample of my weed brownies. Nothing gets my blood boiling more than when that happens. It feels like my brothers and sisters are being eaten and that just breaks my heart. I am even crying typing this now just from the mere thought of a weed brownie.
The unwanted attention from the stoners gives me even more attention from the authorities. I have been taken into custody for smelling like weed. Ive been thinking that I should stop this but being a human is boring now when compared to my life as a weed otherkin.
So what should I do? Continue living as a weed otherkin or stop? God i can’t bear to think of my life if I stopped this wonderful life I’m living as a weed otherkin.