I can confirm. When I was coming of age it was my hyper-Christian phase, and I took it upon myself to dispose of all my childhood toys because one of the Pauline Epistles has a line about putting away childish things upon reaching adulthood. It was self-directed in the sense that no one else suggested it to me. The only thing that was painful for me, was my teddy bear. I wish I still had him. He was a bit bigger than me when I got him for Christmas, and about as big as me when I turned 5 because that's when I got the idea of dressing him in some of my own clothes. Unfortunately it's too late now, but he would be most prized possession (although I didn't consider him a possession since I had imbued him with sentience by giving him some of my own clothes). After a few years of therapy I learned about object bonding and trauma, which explains a looooooooooot in my case.
I have a 60" teddy now, and I don't care who knows. I'm sure a few folks might find it creepy, but that's a them problem, I think. To me, he's a source of comfort and a reminder that I don't have to leave behind my child-like curiosity just because I'm older and should be serious or something.
I have a 60" teddy now, and I don't care who knows. I'm sure a few folks might find it creepy, but that's a them problem, I think. To me, he's a source of comfort and a reminder that I don't have to leave behind my child-like curiosity just because I'm older and should be serious or something.
I am sorry you gave up your childhood bear, but am delighted that you now have a 60" teddy. If anyone finds that creepy that is their problem! I am glad he brings you comfort. I firmly believe that everyone should have a teddy bear, regardless of their age.