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Feeling of guilt

Lucky for you, I just wrote about this! Apologies in advance for the length:

“The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was nothing like the caricature of a zoophile I’d pictured in my mind. Nothing about me had changed. I was still a nerdy woman that loved anime, stayed up too late writing crappy novels, loved my boy more than anything, hiked any chance I got, and spent my days getting my ass whooped in console games with friends when I wasn’t working or in school. Really all that had changed was that I’d put a name on a feeling I’d had since puberty.

Life would go on. The sun still shone, the rain still poured, and the earth still spun in circles. Rio [My animal partner] still loved me regardless of my orientation. He still wanted to cuddle and make out and steal my pretzels. He was happy with me regardless. So why was I making myself miserable? Why was I punishing myself for an evil that wasn’t there?

I guess once I took a step back and realized that my orientation didn’t define me, it wasn’t that hard to accept myself for who I was.

My sexual orientation isn’t a hindrance on my life. It’s not a burden to my lover, to my family, to my friends, or even to myself. It doesn’t make me a rapist or a psychopath or whatever other label is out there for zoophiles. It’s just a small piece of the pie, a fraction of the whole dessert.

We’re made the way we are for a reason. We may not ever know what the reason is, but each and every one of us has been carefully crafted by whatever’s out there, if there’s anything out there at all. For some weird reason, I was made with a taste for dogs. I don’t think I’ll ever know why. But what I do know is that I’m not a monster. I bleed red when I’m sliced into. My tears still taste of salt, I have the same reluctance to harm as anyone else, I have my hopes, my dreams, my fears, my favorite food and my favorite weather...

If there ever comes a day where I do hurt Rio, then I can deal with the consequences then. But as of now, I have yet to see that happen. Despite all the bullshit he has to go through, his undying affection towards me gives me faith that everything is just fine. That I’m not a danger to him. That the way I was made isn’t a problem for him, so it shouldn’t be for me.

Whatever the reason I was made this way, I’m willing to go with the flow and see where the road takes me. That’s all we’re doing in the end: Floating aimlessly along the river the universe made for us.”



I wish you luck in figuring yourself out. It’s a bumpy road and at times you’ll doubt yourself, but just remember that you were made just the way you were meant to be. You can’t change who you are, and as long as you’re not causing harm to others, there’s no need to feel ashamed. Just continue to live your life. And enjoy it while you can.
 
Jewelry Fish said:
Lucky for you, I just wrote about this! Apologies in advance for the length:

“The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was nothing like the caricature of a zoophile I’d pictured in my mind. Nothing about me had changed. I was still a nerdy woman that loved anime, stayed up too late writing crappy novels, loved my boy more than anything, hiked any chance I got, and spent my days getting my ass whooped in console games with friends when I wasn’t working or in school. Really all that had changed was that I’d put a name on a feeling I’d had since puberty.

Life would go on. The sun still shone, the rain still poured, and the earth still spun in circles. Rio [My animal partner] still loved me regardless of my orientation. He still wanted to cuddle and make out and steal my pretzels. He was happy with me regardless. So why was I making myself miserable? Why was I punishing myself for an evil that wasn’t there?

I guess once I took a step back and realized that my orientation didn’t define me, it wasn’t that hard to accept myself for who I was.

My sexual orientation isn’t a hindrance on my life. It’s not a burden to my lover, to my family, to my friends, or even to myself. It doesn’t make me a rapist or a psychopath or whatever other label is out there for zoophiles. It’s just a small piece of the pie, a fraction of the whole dessert.

We’re made the way we are for a reason. We may not ever know what the reason is, but each and every one of us has been carefully crafted by whatever’s out there, if there’s anything out there at all. For some weird reason, I was made with a taste for dogs. I don’t think I’ll ever know why. But what I do know is that I’m not a monster. I bleed red when I’m sliced into. My tears still taste of salt, I have the same reluctance to harm as anyone else, I have my hopes, my dreams, my fears, my favorite food and my favorite weather...

If there ever comes a day where I do hurt Rio, then I can deal with the consequences then. But as of now, I have yet to see that happen. Despite all the bullshit he has to go through, his undying affection towards me gives me faith that everything is just fine. That I’m not a danger to him. That the way I was made isn’t a problem for him, so it shouldn’t be for me.

Whatever the reason I was made this way, I’m willing to go with the flow and see where the road takes me. That’s all we’re doing in the end: Floating aimlessly along the river the universe made for us.”



I wish you luck in figuring yourself out. It’s a bumpy road and at times you’ll doubt yourself, but just remember that you were made just the way you were meant to be. You can’t change who you are, and as long as you’re not causing harm to others, there’s no need to feel ashamed. Just continue to live your life. And enjoy it while you can.
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That’s really nice :) thank you for sharing
 
<shrug> Aside from being a normal "not to be known by others - keep it out of the public eye" caution, I don't think about it at all. I'd rather mate outside my species. So what?

Guilt? What guilt? By who's (or should that be "whom's" there?) authority? And why should I give a <bleeeeeeeep>? Self doubt? Wuddat?

ETA - just realized it shoulda been "whose".
Wuddaya know - even us senile ol' graybeards muff it once in a while. :)
 
Jewelry Fish said:
Lucky for you, I just wrote about this! Apologies in advance for the length:

“The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was nothing like the caricature of a zoophile I’d pictured in my mind. Nothing about me had changed. I was still a nerdy woman that loved anime, stayed up too late writing crappy novels, loved my boy more than anything, hiked any chance I got, and spent my days getting my ass whooped in console games with friends when I wasn’t working or in school. Really all that had changed was that I’d put a name on a feeling I’d had since puberty.

Life would go on. The sun still shone, the rain still poured, and the earth still spun in circles. Rio [My animal partner] still loved me regardless of my orientation. He still wanted to cuddle and make out and steal my pretzels. He was happy with me regardless. So why was I making myself miserable? Why was I punishing myself for an evil that wasn’t there?

I guess once I took a step back and realized that my orientation didn’t define me, it wasn’t that hard to accept myself for who I was.

My sexual orientation isn’t a hindrance on my life. It’s not a burden to my lover, to my family, to my friends, or even to myself. It doesn’t make me a rapist or a psychopath or whatever other label is out there for zoophiles. It’s just a small piece of the pie, a fraction of the whole dessert.

We’re made the way we are for a reason. We may not ever know what the reason is, but each and every one of us has been carefully crafted by whatever’s out there, if there’s anything out there at all. For some weird reason, I was made with a taste for dogs. I don’t think I’ll ever know why. But what I do know is that I’m not a monster. I bleed red when I’m sliced into. My tears still taste of salt, I have the same reluctance to harm as anyone else, I have my hopes, my dreams, my fears, my favorite food and my favorite weather...

If there ever comes a day where I do hurt Rio, then I can deal with the consequences then. But as of now, I have yet to see that happen. Despite all the bullshit he has to go through, his undying affection towards me gives me faith that everything is just fine. That I’m not a danger to him. That the way I was made isn’t a problem for him, so it shouldn’t be for me.

Whatever the reason I was made this way, I’m willing to go with the flow and see where the road takes me. That’s all we’re doing in the end: Floating aimlessly along the river the universe made for us.”



I wish you luck in figuring yourself out. It’s a bumpy road and at times you’ll doubt yourself, but just remember that you were made just the way you were meant to be. You can’t change who you are, and as long as you’re not causing harm to others, there’s no need to feel ashamed. Just continue to live your life. And enjoy it while you can.
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"You can’t change who you are, and as long as you’re not causing harm to others, there’s no need to feel ashamed. Just continue to live your life. And enjoy it while you can.".....Perfect rationale! :gsd_wink:
 
UR20Z said:
<shrug> Aside from being a normal "not to be known by others - keep it out of the public eye" caution, I don't think about it at all. I'd rather mate outside my species. So what?

Guilt? What guilt? By who's (or should that be "whom's" there?) authority? And why should I give a <bleeeeeeeep>? Self doubt? Wuddat?
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I’m glad you are confident in your needs. This doesn’t come easily to me.
UR20Z said:
<shrug> Aside from being a normal "not to be known by others - keep it out of the public eye" caution, I don't think about it at all. I'd rather mate outside my species. So what?

Guilt? What guilt? By who's (or should that be "whom's" there?) authority? And why should I give a <bleeeeeeeep>? Self doubt? Wuddat?
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lol. I admire your confidence
 
Being guilty would mean that you have done something wrong. An attraction to animals is not something you have done, you simply are attracted. So an attraction does not make you guilty, never, no matter what it is that you are attracted to.
 
Ruben said:
Being guilty would mean that you have done something wrong. An attraction to animals is not something you have done, you simply are attracted. So an attraction does not make you guilty, never, no matter what it is that you are attracted to.
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I have never acted on my feelings and probably never will. But watching the porn is so addictive and a turn in
 
lanieQ said:
I'll be honest. I often do. I think because of the world we live in, and the niggling fear that I am doing something wrong. I can often rationalize things, how we as humans do far, far worse to our animal companions and the fact that I enjoy pleasuring them is pretty low on the offense spectrum, but still it is ingrained in me to feel shame over something I've tried to change over and over.

If you had a choice would you not be a zoo? Sometimes I think I might. If it was a simple switch I would choose to be "normal"-- whatever that is. But I guess I really have no choice in this matter so I try to accept myself more. Some days are easier than others.
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I would still be a zoo if I had the choice because the way I see it is how can you ever truly be happy if your always trying to hide or squash who you are. For many many years I pretended and told myself I wasn't bi but the feelings and attractions never go away
 
lanieQ said:
I'll be honest. I often do. I think because of the world we live in, and the niggling fear that I am doing something wrong. I can often rationalize things, how we as humans do far, far worse to our animal companions and the fact that I enjoy pleasuring them is pretty low on the offense spectrum, but still it is ingrained in me to feel shame over something I've tried to change over and over.

If you had a choice would you not be a zoo? Sometimes I think I might. If it was a simple switch I would choose to be "normal"-- whatever that is. But I guess I really have no choice in this matter so I try to accept myself more. Some days are easier than others.
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But yes I do still get ashamed of my turn ons
 
lanieQ said:
I'll be honest. I often do. I think because of the world we live in, and the niggling fear that I am doing something wrong. I can often rationalize things, how we as humans do far, far worse to our animal companions and the fact that I enjoy pleasuring them is pretty low on the offense spectrum, but still it is ingrained in me to feel shame over something I've tried to change over and over.

If you had a choice would you not be a zoo? Sometimes I think I might. If it was a simple switch I would choose to be "normal"-- whatever that is. But I guess I really have no choice in this matter so I try to accept myself more. Some days are easier than others.
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I was always so fascinated with sex with animals from a very young age so I know it’s something rooted in me. But everyday having to hide my feelings is so painful I wish we lived in an age where I could fully be who I am and not have to live in fear of getting caught or frowned upon. Normally as soon as I cum I immediately feel so guilty and disgusting for being in love with zoo. I have to shower after every time or else I feel so dirty and disgusting. I don’t know what to do but I wish I had a partner or at least a friend I could bond on these feelings with. I always feel so alone in my fetish:(
 
Only time I ever feel guilty is if I am unable to get the horse off that I am having sex with. If I get off but he/she does not, I feel guilty about that.:(
 
Not guilt. I've never felt guilty for something I've absolutely no control over.
But ashamed. Well. No, not ashamed either. Unhappy. I'm sometimes rather unhappy about the things I think are sexually pleasing, enjoyable or stimulating, especially since I've met my wife. Mostly, I think, because I don't dare tell her about it and that means keeping a part of me secret, hiding stuff from her.
Loyalty and being truthful to each other is important for me, really important, so going against my principles, going against an ingrained part of me to hide another part of me, out of fear of loosing the woman I love....well, it's making me unhappy. Not just unhappy, but that's the term I'll use for now.
 
mustbnice89 said:
I was always so fascinated with sex with animals from a very young age so I know it’s something rooted in me. But everyday having to hide my feelings is so painful I wish we lived in an age where I could fully be who I am and not have to live in fear of getting caught or frowned upon. Normally as soon as I cum I immediately feel so guilty and disgusting for being in love with zoo. I have to shower after every time or else I feel so dirty and disgusting. I don’t know what to do but I wish I had a partner or at least a friend I could bond on these feelings with. I always feel so alone in my fetish:(
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You are not alone. Sadly society judges people not just for this but many things. Unfortunately this is to a higher degree than most things. There are lots of people who feel the same as you.
It is not wrong. Animals have sex all the time without any humans involved. They experience pleasure and have desires also. As long as you are not forcing them nor hurting them you have nothing to feel bad about. Bonding with an animal is an amazing beautiful thing.
We have to hide it because much of society does not understand but you are deffinitly not alone.
 
Yes, sometimes I do feel guilty about it, especially when I’m frustrated with my partner or when my desires get a little out of control. Also when eating meat… I gave the vegan diet a good honest try and was really reluctant to give up on it but it wasn’t viable for me.

Honestly I wouldn’t choose not to be zoo if I could. There’s no way to live free of guilt (at least not for me) and I love my girl and our uninterrupted partnership ♥️
 
I never have.....sure I wish it was more accepted since I could be so much more free with the dogs that I am with and really experience that intimate connection at any given time... however I never thought bad about it or guilty over it.....I love dogs I love every one I interact with and I form a loving and beautiful bond with them....I love them just as much as they do me.....and they show it as do I......my life is dedicated to dogs and it's literally my ultimate form of bliss on this earth. It's an important part of me and I would not ever get rid of it.
 
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