Emotional attachment to objects - an AS thing?

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I would have to agree that I connect to inannimates. Have since I was young - it was much stronger back then. Terribly upset when something was broken or destroyed. Still have some 'tendancies' to believe in this, and appologize to and carefully get out glue and do whatever I can to heal / repair the damage. I also tend to think of certain things as 'rocks' or 'anchors' that help to give me a feeling of stability (I know the dog statue is above my door at all times - If I'm feeling slightly disoriented, I can be assured some things never move and focus on that).

Nowadays alot of that energy is focused on my pets (I have [crazy number] chinchillas) but can't deny I have certain figurines and old writings, and books that are still very important.

As for the story - I think I can understand him. My father would often storm my room and start throwing stuff out. One of my ex-roommates put my pets in harm's way once. I would rage and cry when my dad did that. I kicked the (3 years!) roommate (ex-girlfriend) out immediately.

I would cover my books as well if I could, but I think that would lower its value, which I do not want as well.

Emotive topic

I believe I learned how to express emotions through many of the objects I collected.

you better believe it. i have several attachments, all of them non-human

As a child, I think I loved my toys more than my parents and siblings. My siblings (one in paticular) were actualy rather easy to hate and my father lost his temper too much and was abusive.

Of course. Who wouldn't? (BTW, don't answer that, )
I hope the pets were okay?

I don't feel emotionally attatched to objects in that way, (like marrying a car), but I find it very hard to throw things out. I even don't like it when socks are seperated, and other things like that. I work at a charity shop, and there we throw stuff out every day, and once I pulled out one shoe from a donation bag. Someone advised me to just throw it out, but I said, ''but the other shoe might be in another bag by the same donator.'' So I kept the shoe aside while I sorted through the other bags, but I never came across the other shoe, so I had no choice but to chuck it out.

But I even ''feel sorry'' for food when it's wasted. I just don't like the thought of fresh but wasted food going into the bin, still able to be eaten, then after a while it will start to rot then go mouldy and grow fur or have microbes feeding on it - when it could have been safely digested, which is what is was made for.

Also I really don't like people mis-using objects. I like them to be treated the way they should be treated, like for example, a globe should be put on a shelf or a desk to be studied or just looked at, not to be used as something to bash somebody's head with in a temper - the poor person whose head was intentionally hit by a globe has got hurt, and also the globe is broken or hated by that person.

But, as my mum always says, there are zillions of people in this world, and so objects are bound to be mis-treated or thrown away, and food rots every single day, and so you can't keep on mothering objects when too much just goes on in this world what you don't know about. Also with animals - there are cruel people mis-treating innocent animals right now as we speak, and also babies and children, and other people, and ou just can't keep thinking about it otherwise it will make you a very depressed person.

So each time I throw something away, I've just to think to myself, ''this isn't the only object being thrown out at this minute.'' And that makes me feel better.

I sold my car yesterday and even though I could no longer use it and hadn't for a very long time., I sob my eyes out for ages. I seem to form a very stong emonional attachedment to object, more so than most people.

I do feel emotionally attached to objects, strangely. I have a large collection of valueless things, mostly gadgets and like, I feel strange affection toward them. Part of them is at my parent's, who have been told firmly by me not to dump them.

I feel towards my cars ever as if they were alive or something. I carefully arrange the future of all my used cars to the point I'm laughable. My first car is still appears in my dream from time to time, although it is rather conventional one. And I very seldom wash them.

I always thought that too. Also, I don't think the kids shows on TV which personify objects help with that any. Until I was about 8 years old, I had no idea that objects did not have feelings. I guess I sort of grew out of it though.

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Nowadays alot of that energy is focused on my pets (I have [crazy number] chinchillas) but can't deny I have certain figurines and old writings, and books that are still very important.

I have always wanted a chinchila, are they easy to look after?

I remember one Easter I refused to eat a chocolate bunny because well, yeah.

I do kind of tend to assign feelings to objects, sort of like what Apple_in_my_eye said about not wanting to leave a box of sugar alone on the shelf. I remember once breaking something and then getting very sad that it was no longer able to fulfill its purpose. I remember when my father would try to take away my special interests and I would just lose it.

The times I have felt the worst I have felt the least connected to the things in my life. Also when I have felt a disconnection from my own sense of identity.

I'm very attached to the objects in my life. They represent my special interests. I love my various electronic equipments, my cisco equipment, etc. I get upset when people go through my stuff.

I don't get attached to objects but I can get angry with them. If I bump something I'll sometimes strike out at it to teach it a lesson. Somehow I personify the object and conclude it had evil intentions for about 1/2 a second.

things alive in their own way

texture has personality shape

I think it's the idea of sameness and feeling safe and acquainted with a paticular object that looks/feels nice or is interesting. I can feel very sad when I see someone lose an object they like or depend on.