english is not my native language. i’ve spent the last 15 years of my life speaking and thinking and dreaming in english - but i feel a certain sadness knowing i may never have the same ease or process it in the same way that people who were born in it can. i have a lot of fun with this language, and there may be some advantages to learning it analytically rather than having absorbed it into the softer parts of my brain as an infant; but on some level it’ll always feel like something i’m wearing rather than something i am. anyway i feel similarly about being a person