Perhaps you've seen me around the forums. Most forumgoers would, of course, know me by my user name. Pega + Mister; it's very clever if you don't think about it. But perhaps I've not made a proper introduction.
Hello, my name is Siegfried.
("Hi, Siegfried.") <------ That's your part. (Some mumbling, "Is that an actual name? Is that German for Sam?")
And I'm a ponylover.
(*Gasps* of horror and surprise. While some in the back roll their eyes and reply, "This we know.")
Notice that I did not specifically identify as the dreaded and forbidden "C-word." OooooOoooh, it's very spooky though! Running and hiding are advised. (If you sense sarcasm, it's because I was being sarcastic in the last few sentences. Your sarcasometer is functioning as expected.) Not that I've anything whatsoever against those who DO identify as such. But the distinction has become somewhat significant to me.
I'm attracted to a pony. To all of her. And much more importantly: I love her. Not in the casually hyperbolic sense, "Oh, I just LOVE that [television show, video game, kind of cheese, article of clothing, diminutive canine, what have you]!" I mean I love love Rainbow Dash. In the same manner that a man would love a bipedal, human type woman. My intentions are decidedly romantic. The feelings I have are real, and that's of chief importance.
If I claimed that the fact my partner IS a pony did not matter at all to me... I would be lying. I like that she is a pony. I like that she has a blue coat and a rainbow-colored mane. That she's pointy, expressive ears situated at the top of her head. That she possesses a long, beautiful tail that she can flick at will. I can see the appeal where others might not, and I've never had any difficulty being attracted to animated, non-humans in the past. It was never "weird" until someone told me it was. And you want to know why that is?
Because it's not. It isn't weird because it also isn't fundamentally different from the entirely natural feelings that anyone else might experience. However, it has an infinite number of faces. If you're the type that goes around superficially attaching tags and labels to love, particularly the love of others... Stop it. Love isn't predictable. It isn't readily categorized or defined. It isn't just ONE thing. One person's idea of it. It isn't something universally comparable. It isn't solely what the world or this or that community embraces as being "OK." Love is not a pop song. That everyone instantly recognizes; that everyone knows how it goes.
But, it doesn't necessarily matter whether or not others understand how I feel. Or why I feel it. Much less that I'm increasingly certain that my feelings, at the heart of them, are not so different from anyone else's. What matters to me is that there be no amount of ambiguity. I might employ a bit of sarcasm or BS here and there on these forums; hopefully to the amusement of... Someone. Or in order to make a point. But know that the one thing I will never BS about is that my feelings for Rainbow Dash are there, and they are genuine. She is not a lie I tell nor a game I play.
I love a pony.
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