pyesetz | It is done

I have officially declared myself to be a failure as a provider for my family. I have sent a letter to my aunt, asking for some early inheritance so I can make ends meet.

When I joined the Furry Fandom, I was feeling like a failure because I could not figure out a way to get my family out of a country that had gone crazy and whose government wouldn't grant me permission to leave and wouldn't say why not. But eventually I got past that problem.

Now I'm a failure again. But I don't feel like barking. What sound does an anthropomorphized Homo erectus make when things aren't going well? Maybe one of these.

Maybe I should join the otherkin, but their self-description doesn't quite sing to me. My biology is obviously within human range since I have managed to produce offspring. I don't really have species dysphoria or phantom-tail syndrome. My Inner Ape is not a self-exploration exercise, nor a daydream to escape from my burger-flipping existence. I haven't played D&D in years. I am a professional computer wizard who casts spells for a living, but that says nothing about what kind of animal is inputting the keystrokes.