Rey @ DEN !! @rey@vulpine.club

"making the best of every day" is not about the peaks

it's about the valleys

it's resting, it's healing, it's nourishing

it's collecting tomorrow's spoons

Hi, I'm Rey, a polyamorous, postfurry, queer as fuck, non-binary trans catgirl and/or foxenby (... I think?).

I am an engineer, the sort who makes embedded hardware do cool things. I was the founder of vulpine.club. I like glowy dance, big bass, and hot enbies.

I drive Lezbaru, a '09 Outback. We've been through some shit together.

I am currently learning to live with #fibromyalgia (diagnosis pending), and I use #cannabis and #shitposting to make it through each day.

I am in #Rochester normally, #Boston regularly, #Seattle occasionally.

I am made of love. It's stronger than you.

#introductions

Hey #VulpineClub,

This is my last message as an admin of vulpine.club.

It began as a weekend project, something cool to play with, to fill up time between jobs.

Then others showed up. And we became friends. And we became a community.

We built a decidedly queer space, atop radical acceptance and boundaries and consent and respect and love.

What started as a novelty became a safe space, a judgement-free place for self-exploration, for myself and for so many others.

This was the first community where I was Rey, 100% of the time. This was the first community where I've felt *normal* for being into the things I'm into, for loving folks like I do, for being _me_.

But at some point, it began to feel like v.c was usurping my identity. Being "Rey, the Vulpine Club admin" became awkward and uncomfortable. This isn't who I *am*... I am so much more.

I've also struggled with the conflict between having responsibility for the safety of this community, and being in personal intimate relationships with a substantial part of it.

So, I figure it's time to turn in my badge and pun, and leave things in the paws of the best admins, mods, and friends I could leave y'all with: Sariya and Clara.

I love you all. You are such beautiful and amazing critters. Thank you for being here with me <3

P.S. I'll still be around, you betcha

mlem

whimsy is letting a thunderstorm gently begin to rain on you as you lay on the ground

wisdom is getting up and going the fuck inside at the first ping of hail

a pantheon of increasingly ominous clouds

Thinking about