Toy comfort

The Cleo Collector

The Cleo Collector

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I was wondering if anyone on here still even as adult that your toys, ponies, figures, Snuffed animal give you comfort sometime more then a person can.

I have had so many health issue this year and I live alone I have may animals and all. But getting back into my pony and doll collection have just done wonders for me. I know toy are not alive I should rephrase that I do have a small hunted doll collection( I say believe how you want life is to short and I say live it like you want) but I think they can bring out good memories when you hold them and I do have my family. But when you can't be with the family a favorite doll, pony or stuffed animal seems to work for me.

Anyone else ever feel like this
 
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Yeah~ I feel happy looking through my old collectible toys from my childhood like my Rainbow Brite stuff, Care Bears, ponies now and then...

Sometimes they kinda feel like a "reset" button if things are getting too much. They're a nice distraction when life starts getting too serious
 
I know exactly how you feel. I have a possibly terminal medical condition that causes constant pain. There is very little known about it and no medication has helped me. I'm stuck in bed sometimes 19 hours a day sleeping so I get pretty lonely. I love my partner so very much but it actually hurts when he hugs me. I can't have things very warm against my skin or I get sick. I'm a very snuggly person too so I need something to cuddle with so my stuffed animals bring me so much comfort. Whenever I hurt or I'm blue I just give my Pinkie Pie a big snuggle or fall asleep with my Nala plush and I feel a lot better. Sorry if I sound childish but in my opinion next to the love of a family member or friend nothing beats the feeling of well loved toy. =)
 
I lost two cats earlier this year, both of them very young and very, very loved. I stayed home with them in the weeks before they died, and so I couldn't be with my boyfriend for moral support. So instead he bought me five G4 ponies to cheer me up, and an enormous teddy bear to comfort me, as I was having trouble sleeping without him there to cuddle with. The obsession I've developed with collecting and the colourful plastic faces on my nightstand have definitely helped to keep me distracted from the stress and trauma over the last few months. I remember when I was younger, I had a very inattentive father who preferred to buy me things instead of spend quality time with me, so toys were often my stand-in for love and affection. They kept me company during the years when I had no friends, and they were always there to comfort me when things got bad at school or when I got sick. I still sleep with the teddy that my mom bought for me when I was eleven, while I was in hospital with appendicitis. I don't think I'll ever outgrow having toys around, even if people think I'm childish for it.
 
I sometimes go into my pony room and I have a giant stuffed Eeyore. I like to give him a big squeeze, bury my face in his synthetic fur and for some reason take a giant whiff. It's like a happy, comfort moment for me and I have no shame :D I don't know what it is with sniffing toys but I love it and when I've had a stressful day, nothing beats going in my pony room. Even if I don't even do anything, just being in there makes me happy.
 
My fiance got me this big stuffed toy turtle in the shape of a ball when my grandfather died. It was supposed to be my Valentine's day present, but he gave it to me early so I could have something to squeeze all my sadness into. I love turtles, and having a fuzzy one that I could hug and cry on was just what I needed. He actually has a stuffed teddy bear that I got as a white elephant gift one Christmas that he will sit next to him while he plays video games or he'll tuck it under his head for a pillow while watching tv. I was going to give it to Goodwill, but he got the saddest face when I put it in the give-away bag that I took it back out and let him keep it.
 
I know exactly how you feel. I have a possibly terminal medical condition that causes constant pain. There is very little known about it and no medication has helped me. I'm stuck in bed sometimes 19 hours a day sleeping so I get pretty lonely. I love my partner so very much but it actually hurts when he hugs me. I can't have things very warm against my skin or I get sick. I'm a very snuggly person too so I need something to cuddle with so my stuffed animals bring me so much comfort. Whenever I hurt or I'm blue I just give my Pinkie Pie a big snuggle or fall asleep with my Nala plush and I feel a lot better. Sorry if I sound childish but in my opinion next to the love of a family member or friend nothing beats the feeling of well loved toy. =)

*huggles*
 
It's nice to know others feel like me. With my asbergers I don't socialize ver y much and growing up I was bullied a lot. My toys were always the friends who listen to me, comforted me. Were shoulders to cry on and kept my inner secrets safe. The also help me with my depression as well.

I hope everyone who is sick or need somthing has a silent friend who will love you no matter what life throws at you.
 
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I had my beloved old Minty my brother bought me, but as some of you know, she was stolen in a move. Wonderfully though, I have a new Minty, who won't replace the old, but will instead forge her own place in my life as a wonderful new companion. She was given to me by none other than the wonderful author of this thread Ology! I can't tell you how good it feels to have a Minty in my life again. She already has a special pocket in my purse, and I've found she fits well in most of my jeans' pockets. She loves to go out to the pasture to feed or to the town to do errands! Minty is my new best bud.

Aside from Minty there's Hank McCoy aka The Beast from the X-Men. This particular doll is over 20 years old. I've toted him all over as well, and when i travel, he always goes with me, and poses for vacation pics. He particularly likes to go to the Alamo, I think we've been there a half dozen times! He also used to go to rituals with me back in my pagan days (since then I've gone into a pretty much a sorta agnostic/sorta Native beliefs state. My dad wanted me to return to our Choctaw beliefs, my mom wants me to be Christian. LOL. Torn between worlds!). Pretty sure Hank reminds the atheist he ever was, although he does love participating in Beltane festivals (somewhere I have photos of him riding the Maypole down the hill). heh. Hank is horrible to sleep with though. He has very sharp toes. Even if he is missing one. My rat Barlett ate one of his toes one day I wasn't watching her carefully enough!

I love hearing of all your old toys and the love you have for them. I hate hearing so many of us have illnesses and troubles. I sincerely wish there was a way to ease you all of your burdens. Hugs to you all.
 
This thread actually makes me a little sad... The toy I usually turn to for comfort is my Paradise, I guess, but she wasn't mine until 2 years ago, so she's pretty recent. Plus I wasnt' her original owner.
I still have a ton of my toys from childhood, which usually would be great for something like this. Barbies, Sailor Moon dolls, Cupcakes dolls, Pokémon figures, Smunchies, other action figures and figurines, plushies... I still have most of them. And yet when I try to think about it, I can't seem to think of a single one toy that was constantly a companion, nor of one that I can go back to and get that feeling of, shall I say, protection. The ones closest to that I dare not touch... Their current state is too damaged or fragile for me to do so without worry, and at the same time, but most of all I look at them and can't help but think of how far they've fallen, and how they won't ever be able to repaired properly. I don't know... I find myself surrounded by my childhood, but at the same time I feel so disconnected from it. Like somewhere down the line that connection was broken.

I keep wishing I could find a toy of my own that would give me this comfort besides Paradise, perhaps on a deeper level, but I just don't know if I'll ever find it. I've made a few purchases with that in mind, and so far I haven't had much luck. The most frustrating one was a BJD. I do like him, and my Mom wouldn't let me sell him, but he's far from being the companion I was hoping for when I made the tough decision to buy him...

I'm glad you guys can get so much out of your old toys... And hope they continue to help you through your hardships.
 
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This thread actually makes me a little sad... The toy I usually turn to for comfort is my Paradise, I guess, but she wasn't mine until 2 years ago, so she's pretty recent. Plus I wasnt' her original owner.
I still have a ton of my toys from childhood, which usually would be great for something like this. Barbies, Sailor Moon dolls, Cupcakes dolls, Pokémon figures, Smunchies, other action figures and figurines, plushies... I still have most of them. And yet when I try to think about it, I can't seem to think of a single one toy that was constantly a companion, nor of one that I can go back to and get that feeling of, shall I say, protection. The ones closest to that I dare not touch... Their current state is too damaged or fragile for me to do so without worry, and at the same time, but most of all I look at them and can't help but think of how far they've fallen, and how they won't ever be able to repaired properly. I don't know... I find myself surrounded by my childhood, but at the same time I feel so disconnected from it. Like somewhere down the line that connection was broken.

I keep wishing I could find a toy of my own that would give me this comfort besides Paradise, perhaps on a deeper level, but I just don't know if I'll ever find it. I've made a few purchases with that in mind, and so far I haven't had much luck. The most frustrating one was a BJD. I do like him, and my Mom wouldn't let me sell him, but he's far from being the companion I was hoping for when I made the tough decision to buy him...

I'm glad you guys can get so much out of your old toys... And hope they continue to help you through your hardships.
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I have collected BJD for may years sometime you just have to find the right look or outfit to bring them out. It took me almost 8 years to find the perfect BJD for me she is a 80 cm Dollmore Lusion called Annabelle. She is very heavy but I do like fixing her hair and clothing. It took me a while after I got her to fine the right stuff to make her stand out. I hope your BJD one day might turn around and surprise you don't give up.
 
This little plush pony named Brownie or something.I have had her since I was around ten or eleven.
I never let go of her.
 
I do. I sleep with stuffed animals in my bed XD but my stuffed realistic German Shepherd, Drake Bell, helps me sleep ^^ without him, I can't sleep for nothing! Dx
 
I do. I won't snuckkle with my ponies but I love to wacth them :3 and I love my stuffed Bambi (from disney movie). O've got him when I was little kid. He is my best toy ever <3. He has been always there for me and I love to snuckle with him ;).

@Ology and @Moondream *big hugs* for both! I hope you will be feeling better soon <3
 
I recently managed to replace my favourite childhood pony, and holding her in my hands again made me feel so content, like everything was alright now. I like holding her to my chest or gently playing with her hair. It's an amazing feeling to have her back with me again. It's one of the few times I've ever felt nostalgic without also being sad.
 
My g3 Christmas Minty I've had ever since I was three. She sings and it makes me feel safe and relaxed when I'm nervous or stressed about something
 
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