I had a dream where my boyfriend was a black winged angel and I just wanted to post that because that's the most Tumblr thing that's happened to me in a while.
When I felt their eyes pouring over me like thick syrup I could hear the whispers of my brothers and my father. I could hear in every way possible that I'm malfunctioning, and worthless. I know I am not just the shell that I'm trapped in, but it felt like being trapped forever getting farther from the light.
When the Hare looks at me I do not feel this pain. I feel strange and new and fluid. When the Hare looks at me they do with compassion and understanding. They've known me since the last years of me pretending I could live with my body. They've helped uplift me from the pitt I once lived in.
When the Bat looks at me I swear I feel myself glowing. I often have a hard time understanding myself as "worthy", but I've been reassured out of that kind of feeling. Bat really sees me and addresses me in a way unfamiliar besides the Hare.