Demon otherkin

I just made myself a bloody rare beef for dinner, and for sauce I used the "left over" blood, spiced it a little, but nothing to go with it. Just the beef. I've almost forgotten that awesome rush I get from consuming blood. Missed it so much! I have to stop watching vampire movies, they always make me thirst for blood. No I don't think I'm a vampire anymore just because I get high on blood, that's just stupid. Anna says: and being a demon otherkin is not stupid then? -No, it isn't. It's one thing thinking you're a blood sucking, superstrong, superfast and sun allergic creature of the damned and it's a completely different matter knowing for sure since you were four years old that you are not human, never was, never going to be, and prefer the night over day, enjoy blood and okay I'll give you a list of reasons:

Chaotic
Misanthropic behavior
Detailed oriented
Stalking
Telepathy
Interest of human behaviors and concepts
The need for knowledge
Tend to frighten people without reason
Pride
Sense of entitled freedom
Capricious
Failure in life
(I found this list on an otherkin forum)

... and I also have phantom limbs such as horns, tail and wings. I just couldn't make sense of all that until rather recently. I went from thinking I might be a dragon, vampire, fallen angel and what not until I found this information about demonkins. I was terrified, cause I've always thought of demons as evil, so I didn't really like the idea at first. It took some time for it so sink in and for me to accept it. Almost like a diagnosis! Once it did though I started to study demonology (but I got tired of it quite quickly) to find "my kind", but I haven't made much progress. There are so many different kinds of demons based on folklore, myths and different religions. I sort of gave up on it. Thinking maybe I should dress up as my true demonic form for Halloween, if I have somewhere to go that is.

It does make a lot sense as to why I've never felt at home on this planet, and 24 years later I still haven't gotten used to living in a human body. Cause that I am sure of, that my body is human, even though it's behaving a bit strange at times. When I was a child I thought otherwise, that I was an alien or a some sort of mutant. I watched "Roswell" and identified with the human-looking aliens with magic powers. I have, or had, some of those to. Quite insignificant "powers" though. I've bent a couple of spoons like the famous Uri Geller, turned my eyes green and through telepathy moved a pencil once or twice. I'm still working on making my hair black naturally, but no progress so far.

Nowadays I can't even heal people (or animals) with my hands anymore, I think it might have something to with me be being a wreck. I really miss it though, even though I mostly hid it from others to avoid confrontation, but it was still meaningful to me and always made me smile. Maybe sometime in the future, you never know.