Emotional Attachments for Objects

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I find it very easy to begin worshiping fictional characters, I have worshiped Batman, Digimon, countless anime characters (the current one is Guu) as well as a few characters I have read about in books. However, I have a pillow that I very much like, as it is very cuddly to me, and instigates a sensory euphoric feeling that makes my neurons feel like they are being tickled.

I have pretty strong attachments to a lot of my stuff that has sentimental value for whatever reason. (Particularly related to my childhood, or my daughter, or ex-fiancee, that type of thing). I get tied into fictional characters (well written, interesting ones that is).

Oh my yes, I've hung onto things way past their useful life. I still have a baby toy my mum kept in a box of things she gave me when I was just little. I kept my first computer for much too long, it was 116 MHZ (yes kids, we used to measure the processing chipset in MHZ) and I finally had to give it to a shop where they fixed up old computers for kids who can't afford new ones. I have a book I loved reading so much, I stopped about half-way through because I didn't want it to end...

Im attatched to anything I have had for a long time, ANYTHING. I have, in recent years formed 0 attatchment to any object if it is new, relativly speaking.

I forgot to mention last time - I LOVE my overalls. They're so cute and comfortable. I will feel very sad when they wear out but hopefully that won't be for a long time.

I have stronger emotional attachments to objects than people. I'm 19 and I'm still very attached to my stuffed animals.

I have this doll that looks like Spock from Star Trek, and I am very, very attached to him. He is soft, cuddly, and warm, and I just love him so much. It's about the closest I will ever get to having Spock in my life, so I cherish every moment I spend hugging or cuddling with this doll. I got him roughly a year ago (maybe more than a year ago), and I still sleep with him. In the beginning, I had to take him everywhere I would go - excepting school. Now, though, I can leave him at home and know that he is safe in my bed. I even talk to him sometimes, mainly when I am stressed out or just need him. Whenever I go on vacation, I take him with me, because he always makes me feel safe when I'm somewhere away from home. He is many things: a comfort, a confidant, etc. I guess I have an unbreakable bond with Spock and my Spock doll.

I have kissed my car. . .

. . .But then he is a really cute ChrvroZuke mini SUV that takes me to job sites and fun in the woods and is green and cozy and really cute and geta a combined 26 actual MPG and I named him Jacques and who wouldn't think he's really cute and cuddly and want to give him a kiss?

Yes, this topic hits very close to home with me.

The character Andrew Ketterly from The Magician's Nephew by C.S. Lewis (I thought he was a great character because he was the first fictional character that I read about from a fantasy book that approached magic with a sense of scientific inquiry instead of taking it for granted as something that "just is").

The book Mathematics for the Millions by Lancelot Hogben (it was the book that made me realize that math wasn't pointless and boring, but an exciting scientific discipline of it's own). I bought it hardcover used for two dollars, treasured it ever since.

My dad's old sweater and flannel shirt that he gave me.

The two blankets my mom made for me.

i'm liking my new fireagates. there gorgeous!

Firstly, I have a plush alien. He's neon green and I named him Tweek. I love him since I saw him in the store. Then there are my three Wilkinson Sword blades for cutting. Yeah, self-cutting, just for the (tactile) feel of it. Then I have this silver thumb ring I stole several years ago, right after my coming-out. And... well, I'm not particulary affectionate about my computer (she's an old hag, for that matter), but the files I have on drive F: (Hector) fall in the "Do Not Touch" category as well. Yeah, that's all.

I have what my husband often describes as an unnatural addicted attachment to a teddy bear. I've had this bear since I was 8. I don't remember very much in my life without Ian. That's my bear. Other bears just aren't the same. I sleep with this bear. This bear goes on trips with us. I take the bear with us on the trips and take pictures of him in different places. We almost missed our honeymoon flight because my husband was responsible for packing and forgot to pack Ian. Needless to say, we had to drive an hour and an half to go home and get Ian. Then an hour and an half back to the hotel to spend a three hours sleeping before we had to get up to catch our flight. I feel completely discombobulated (sp) and can't sleep if Ian is not there. He has been through every joyous, horrible, forgettable, burned in the brain moment of my life with me. He is getting threadbare and probably will soon need patching. I don't know what I will do if I have to retire him and find a new bear. I'm tearing up just thinking about it right now. I don't think I could handle it.

Hmmm.....okay then. Deep breath. Back to work.

I love to play RPG games on the computer. My favorite is Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic. I played through it for the first time and I felt as though I was the main character in the game. I felt for the other NPCs, and when one of them was captured, I was stricken and I felt numb. I really cared about that NPC and wanted to get her back. I basically went through all the emotions and I said things in the game that I would really feel or really say if I was really there. I really enjoy gaming like that. My real personality tends to shine through and I get to save a universe. The greatest feeling in the world. So, I don't like mindless violence games or games where you really don't feel like you are the main character. I need to have a great story and people I can really care about. Also, the controls need to be translucent. I don't want to hunt for a control to do something in the game because it causes me to loose the feeling I am there. Everything needs to be mindless and just automatic. I also loved Jade Empire. I think I almost cried when the village was burned, but I focused and made it through to end and I made all the right choices morally.

As for as real object go. One time when I was young, my old baby blanket was cut up, and I cried so hard for days. I really loved that blanket. I tend to form emotional attachments to things that others just don't understand. I also feel differently about certain aspects and it shows through in my writtings, like about Time. I write about time with almost like a great respect and reverence. I stop to smell the rose so to speak so I always see things completely different that most people pass up and don't even think about something the way I do. I think of everything with a lot or respect and reverence and remembrance and speciality (if that's a word).

It's really weird. :S I just attach myself to people and things. Like I will have a favorite item and even though another thing is the same, I will always use the one I like. I don't change the one I use either. That goes with just about everything. Other people tend to notice that I use the same object over and over compared to a different one. I think they get puzzled, because sometimes I would go out of my way to use my favorite object rather the one that's closest to me.

I have a very strong attachment to this black and white wool jacket my dad gave me, and another leather pilots' jacket he gave me afterwards.

I have a bit of a odd confession to make.

I sleep with my camera, I like to keep my Canon 350D and all my lenses etc. in a lens bag on my bed. It a very reassuring and comforting feeling, exactly the same feeling as my cat Gizmo when he slept on my bed. Naturally, I bring my camera everywhere with me or I feel lost. And of course, I have a very strong attachment to all my mineral specimens. I only lost ~5 specimens over the last 20 years.

omg...i though i was the only adult who was like this....
mine's name is joey, he's coming up on his 21st birthday this christmas (we'll probably have a little party...lol) he as well has gone everywhere, work conferences, vacations, and yes...the honeymoon. i have pics of my guys on vacation too...my husband is very accepting of him, and i bought him his own (which, sigh, has now become mine too...lol) and the two of them are inseparable (the bears, that is). we buy them tshirts when we travel, and they have their own little collection now...i think my faves are the ones from alcatraz....most distressing thing was the when we went to vegas for the first time i had to check my carry-on luggage that they were in, and i was sooo afraid my bag would get lost and that i would never see them again....
omg...do i sound delusional?
and yeah, i completely understand about not wanting to 'retire' him...i have my old turtle from when i was a baby, he was with me as a kid and we went through a LOT together...and he's been repaired soooo many times, i'm even afraid to touch him now (i shed a lot of tears on that poor turtle...) so he sits on a shelf well out of reach from the pets...
i'm gonna shut up now. this is almost embarassing....