Zein-Duat

There was a time, not long ago, I would have given anything to be something else. Ever since I was little I wanted to be an animal.  It didn't really matter what animal, as long as it was an animal.  Animals were beautiful effortlessly, it seemed to me, and oh so deserving of love, admiration, respect, and affection.  I was not.  I was less than perfect, unlovable as a little girl, and so I sought to be an animal.  It had to be better than being a human, especially a chubby little girl who nobody understood. As I grew, I centered my life around this belief, that it would be better to be other.  At first it was unicorns and horses, then it w