Originally posted on March 10th 2022

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Monstrous Agonies E61S02 Transcript 

[Title music: slow, bluesy jazz.] 

H.R. Owen 

Monstrous Agonies: Episode Sixty One. 

[The music fades out, replaced by the sound of a radio being tuned. It scrolls through pop music, a voice saying “-the creation of  narratives-”, a voice saying “-exactly how these myths start-”, guitar  music, and a voice saying “-old roots-” before cutting off abruptly as  it reaches the correct station.] 

The Presenter 

-channel your inner poet and kick him down the stairs. 

It's almost two o'clock on Thursday morning, and time for our advice  segment. Our first letter tonight comes from a listener feeling disconnected from their identity. 

The Presenter (as First Letter Writer) 

Hello. Is that a good way to start this? I-I've spent so long wondering if I  even should write in, and now I'm stressing over my hello. I'm... Well, I'm  really hoping you could give me some advice. 

Obviously, that's what this segment is for. But I'm worried that I might be a  bit of a lost cause. Or that I'm in the wrong place entirely perhaps your  advice is going to be to go somewhere else. 

See, I'm human. Completely, physically human. But I don't feel human. I  don't identify with it, I don't resonate with humanity, if that makes sense?

It's hard to describe. It's not like I think I'm secretly another genus or  something. But I don't feel like I belong with other humans. It's like they're  objects in a mirror and I can see them and mimic them but I can't touch  them. Not really. 

I'd say I'm more of a... a fox or something, I don't know. Definitely not sapio at the very least. Do you know what I mean? I guess what I'm asking is, do I have a place in the creature community at all? 

You always say it's for everyone so... Is that me, too? C-can I belong here? Are there other people who feel the same way I do? I hope so. [sniffs] Well, I-I don't hope anyone else feels like me. I'm so lost, I want to cry  about it sometimes, but I hope I'm not alone. Am I alone? 

The Presenter (as themselves) 

Thank you for writing in, listener. I'm glad you feel this is a safe place for  you to bring your questions. We have answered questions from sapio  listeners in the past and will continue to do so. 

I say this because I want to be clear that what I'm about to say is not that  you don't belong here. You're not in the wrong place, but I worry you're  asking the wrong questions. 

You are not from a liminal genus, you have not been turned – you are  sapio. That doesn't necessarily exclude you from the creature community – there are people who are members of our community by dint of their work,  their life experiences, their relationships with people in other genuses. I've  said plenty of times on this programme that the only bar to inclusion is self identity.

But I'm afraid you don't seem to me to be making that self-identification.  You define yourself repeatedly by what you are not – not sapio, not one of  them, whatever you are, it's not that. The closest you get to saying what  you are in positive terms is “a fox or something”. 

I think the reason you're struggling is because the problem isn't that you're  a person of the night. It's that you're unhappy. You sound desperately  unhappy, listener, and I'm so sorry for that. It is an awful feeling to look at  the world and not see a place for yourself. My heart goes out to you. It  truly does. 

You could be turned, if you wanted. It would leave your status in the  community unambiguous. But I'm sorry, listener, I don't think it will help.  There is an underlying loneliness and alienation that I worry will only be  exacerbated if you were turned, and didn't find the sense of belonging  you're hoping for. 

I think you would benefit from some professional support – someone who  can help you explore these feelings and help you find ways to cope with  them both in the long and short term. 

You can also take steps to connect more with the people around you. Try  to meet as many different kinds of person as possible. I don't just mean  different genuses – I mean, people who are different ages to you, from  different cultural backgrounds, people with different interests. 

Imagine your sense of belonging as a kind of jigsaw puzzle. The point here isn't to find the one group that fills that space perfectly. It's about filling that space with lots of different, overlapping groups. Set your questions of  identity aside for the time being, and concentrate on cultivating a sense of  connection to the world around you, and the people in it.

You might well turn round in, say, a year's time and decide that actually,  being turned is the right decision for you. But I want you to be able to make that decision out of a positive, affirmative sense of yourself – not as a  desperate flight from your own loneliness. 

[Background music begins: An acoustic guitar playing a blues riff] 

The Presenter 

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 The Presenter 

Our second letter comes from a listener worried about growing apart from  their partner. 

The Presenter (as Second Letter Writer) 

I met my girlfriend just over four and a half years ago, at a friend's  Midsummer celebration. It was at this eco camping place, all yurts and  ribbons, on the shore of a lake in the middle of nowhere. I think about half  the guests fell in love that night – it was that kind of party. 

We went swimming. Slipped away from the bonfire, the music getting faint  as we left everyone behind. I was nervous, I'm not a very good swimmer.  But she was so strong and safe, and so graceful in the water. She let me  hold onto her fur, and it was so thick it almost didn't seem like it was wet.

I remember floating on my back, the stars spinning slightly above me, and  thinking, "My God. I'm never going to be the same again." 

Like I said, it was the kind of party that made you feel like falling in love.  And plenty of people did – for the night, at least. Then the sun came up,  the hangovers set in, people came down from whatever various  substances they'd been enjoying, and, uh... Well. You know. Sometimes  one night's enough, isn't it. 

But it wasn't, for us. I knew, I just knew that I wanted to be with her. And  she felt the same way. Not to perpetuate a stereotype, but the old joke  about lesbians moving in with each other on the first date? [laughs] We  weren't quite that bad, but not far off. What can I say – when you know,  you know. 

That first winter was hard. She'd given me plenty of warning, we'd talked it  over. She worried I'd be lonely, I told her I'd be fine. And I was, you know. I  missed her, a lot. But I knew she'd wake up in spring and we'd have eight  months together before her next hibernation. That seemed like a pretty  great deal. Honestly, I'd spend a year alone if it meant I got to see her for a month. A week! She's wonderful. She's... I love her so much. 

It's not like when she's hibernating I don't have support. I've got brilliant  friends who love me and take care of me. I miss her but it's fine. And when  she's awake, she is all in. Absolutely devoted. She works so hard at this  relationship and I feel so loved. 

But whenever she wakes up, it's like I feel... older? As if I've been left  playing while she's on pause. And sometimes it's like, I can see her realise it? That- That we're not growing at the same pace.

[sniffs] Four months isn't that long. But it's four months, and another four,  and another four, and another, and... 

I want to share my life with this woman. But there are these big chunks  where she isn't there. We aren't on the same page any more. And I, I want  to be, so badly! Is there anything I can do? 

The Presenter (as themselves) 

There is good news here, listener. For all the difficulty that you're facing –  and it is significant, please don't feel I'm diminishing that – but for all that  heartache and struggle, there is one clear fact that gives me a great deal  of hope about your situation. 

The fact is: you want this. You still want this, want her. You want to make  the relationship work and so does she – she is “all in”, “absolutely  devoted”. As long as you are still committed to being with each other, and  to the hard work that entails, you stand a very good chance of being able  to navigate through these difficult waters. 

The key, I think, is to find a way to celebrate your different rhythms.  Instead of feeling awkward and uncomfortable about the fact that you're  different each time she wakes up, try to treat it as something to be excited  about. How lovely, to relearn your favourite person all over again. 

When she's awake, be sure to set aside time to catch up with one another.  I don't mean an afternoon spent sharing news and gossip. You need  regular, repeated periods of time with one another as your only focus. 

Plan to spend at least one afternoon a week, for example, doing something together without interruptions or distractions. It could be as simple as  leaving your phones at home while you go for a walk in the park together.  What's important is that you're spending time with one another, learning  how you've changed and how you haven't. 

If that sounds daunting, remember – you have done this before, back when you were first dating – even if your relationship did move at a  stereotypically lesbian pace. 

Think back to those early days together. Remember how that felt, how  exciting it was to unearth all these new things to love about each other.  With some careful thought, a little hard work, and good communication, I  think you can find a way to rekindle that excitement, and embrace change  as part of your abiding love for one another. 

[Background music begins: An acoustic guitar playing a blues riff] 

The Presenter 

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The Presenter 

That's all for our advice segment. Next, what is up with aeroplane food?  We talk to the community's favourite aviator, Amelia... 

[Speech fades into static as the radio is retuned. It scrolls through a  voice saying “-since the build up on the border-”, a voice saying “-I  cannot write about it-”, a voice saying “-inflicted colossal suffering-”,  distorted speech and pop music before fading out. 

Title music: slow, bluesy jazz. It plays throughout the closing credits.]

H.R. Owen 

Episode Sixty One of Monstrous Agonies was written and performed by  H.R. Owen. 

Tonight's first letter was from a submission by Auxin, the second was  based on an idea by Jeebs, and today's advert was taken from two similar  submissions by Art and A Guy. Thanks, friends. See the show-notes for  details on how to submit your own advert ideas. 

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This podcast is distributed under a Creative Commons Attribution NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The theme tune is  Dakota by Unheard Music Concepts. 

Thanks for listening, and remember – the real monsters are the friends we  made on the way. 

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