To begin with, We have lived together about 3 years and known each other much longer. I have known about him being in that clique for a long while, just not really how much or realizing how it might affect me. I don't have much against the idea of furries, and I am honestly fine with them doing whatever they want as long as it doesn't directly affect my life (The same as I am for anyone doing anything really). I don't mind some of the art, but my issues come further when it hits the one thing furries are ridiculously famous for even though only a minority does it... Fursuiting, or wearing a $1000+ mascot-like costume as a second identity sort of thing.
Fursuiting is something I can not be around without feeling extreme discomfort. Mascots and masks in general play on my base instincts and have me completely on edge, even just looking at pictures of them is like tightening a wire around me. While the past few years I have been easily able to avoid any and all contact with this sort of thing, my mate decided in his infinite wisdom to buy himself a $1500 fursuit to wear to his bi-weekly artist meet and/or every party he gets the chance to. Besides the fact that he knows they bother me to no end and that if allowed I would gladly destroy the suit in various ways, it has been a common topic that we should work together to save money to take a nice vacation somewhere together, this suit destroyed what little savings he finally managed to actually save with my assistance, instead of spending it wildly as he grew up doing.
I have been attempting to stay pretty hands-off from the situation after letting him know that that thing confirms me not going to any party/place where he is going to wear it, and that I was really disappointed that he bought something like that in the first place. Him spending his spare change on art instead of games was at least sort of understandable (though I would never drop $200 on some custom art when I could spend it on better food or save it instead)... But this whole situation has me paranoid. I feel like my obscene disapproval of this 'hobby' or 'life choice' of his could start ending what I would otherwise consider a great match between us. Besides from this suit I have never connected with anyone nearly as much as I have with my mate here. It is like having a perfect match in every way but for one thing that revolts you.
I understand that I can't help feeling the way I do, and the things he enjoys can't magically disappear. I just feel screwed, any thoughts are welcome.
P.S: Yes, he knew just how much I disliked fursuits before he bought one, but I also think he believed it to be exaggeration until it actually arrived at the door and I actually got pissed off for the first time in 3 years together.