Wrong Planet Disorder

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Look at my Location. Ever heard of Indigo Children?

the fact I am one of these humans gets to me more than the planet does. i'd rather be a tree tbh

A tree?! Big, strong, silent, doesn't harm anyone (unless they fall out of you, but that wouldn't be your fault). I can see why you'd want to be a tree! Are they your Special Interest?

Could you please explain your location for me?

I've heard of the Indigo children. It seems to me to be an effect produced by less filtering going on between conscious thought and the subconscious, a bit like lucid dreaming with many variations of how it presents.
Developmental neurological differences could be one explanation.

It really gets to me too. The human part makes me feel dirty or contaminated in some ways, and too vulnerable. It contributes to existential depression, and several other things.

Even as a small child I have had a much easier time relating to many other forms of life, both animal and plant, but I've never felt as though I was a platypus trapped in a human body, or something like that.
The thinking part of me has always seemed alien, as in not of this world.

I studied botany and woody plants became my favourite.

Never related to much before the age of 30.
My problem seemingly always was a cultural one. I read a Hiawatha comic strip as a child and decided I wanted to be a Native Indian. Wanted the skin tone and live the life on the prairie and eventually I realised it would never happen so I just plodded on. Never had a desire to be anything other than human when I was younger though. I was considered weird, and years later found out a psychiatrist had told my mother when I was 12 that I would never adapt to a ''normal'' life. He was right I suppose. I stil do things my own way...
I remember as a 10-year old catching bees in washed out jam jars. I would carry on untill I no longer could lift the lid without any of them escaping. Then I would shake them gently and watch them and ponder if they got annoyed. Sometimes I carefully turned the jar upside down and wondered if it disorientated them. Had a dog but used him as a scapegoat. Still feel bad about that.
Would have disappeared to a Chinese monastry had it not been for the fact that China was a closed country when I was a teen and girls didn't become monks according to Western cultural values.
The thinking part of me rejected Western values somewhere in my very early twenties. Read Confusius, Tao Teh Ching and Lingshu for years, got really confused in the end but then I sort of found myself I suppose.
Always hung out with the marginals of society and as we were all excluded for one reason or another from the mainstream it never felt as if I was on a wrong planet. That only really hit after DD was born and I found I could no longer avoid mainstream at my will.
Don't feel paricularly dirty or contaminated. Just not happy being one of those creatures that knowingly destroys it's own environment but in the end I know I try 99% of the time within the best of my abilities. Humanity as a whole is delusional to me. We are digging our own graves so to speak and we do it in the name of progress. It's madness in it's purest logical form. Only not the way the Greeks would have us believe...
Being a tree seems so much easier but then there is always the risk I end up as garden furniture or something similar I suppose. Still, it's a nice thought to help me get thru the next day
Taxus is my favourite btw https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taxus_baccata

Then you would be a Yew, and toxic to many animals.

My Location: Erra (RA 03 45 12.5 Dec +24 28 02)

I'll give you a clue. The Pleiades (Seven Sisters)!

I guess I'm an crystal child by their standards. Prepare for glorious convergence! Altman be praised! Make us whole!

I see. Do you do a lot of astral traveling?
I don't really know the whole story, but I did see a girl on youtube describing one of her trips and had lots of cool video graphics.

No. It's got nothing to do with OBE. It's where I'm from. It's where I belong. It's where I long to return to.