it makes me feel incredibly sad thinking about how I had to grow up fast & was shamed for liking anything seen as childish past a certain age but also being autistic & not realising until i was an adult and finding said childish things a huge source of comfort.
There is something so special about having such a deep connection with a plushie that you not only find comfort in their company but feel the want and need to spoil them with tiny plush sized clothes and trinkets as well as care for them. Taking them on adventures big or mundane, spending evenings cuddle up watching shows or bringing them around the house to keep you company while you do chores, And when you feel down or having a horrible day they are just always there ready to love and comfort you the same way you do for them. 🧸