I have been thinking about how safety blankets, or other safety objects (teddy bears, stuffed animals, etc.), affect us.
For instance, I had about 5 or 6 of these thin, but soft cotton blankets that were all about 3x3 feet in dimension. They're a rather simple style of fabric, maybe it was just some of those blankies that hospitals give babies when they're born, but ever since I can remember, I've had them (kinda like my interest in wearing diapers. Hmmmm....)
Fast forward 22 years later, by constantly running them through my fingers and just overall wear and tear, I'm now down to a few pieces of fabric each about the size of a handkerchief. I still run them through my fingers when they're near me (I remind myself of Matthew Broderick's character from The Producers, but I don't carry them around with me).
As I normally sleep at my gf's house, they're not always around. I can sleep just fine without them, but I catch myself trying to find them when I'm in her bed.
I've never tried to look up or understand this sort of thing, but it does kind of get me thinking about what a safety blanket is. For me it's not really used as a way of regressing, at least in the literal sense. It maybe just reminds me of those moments I needed a little more comfort in my life to get me through a rough day. Well adult life is rough every day, so maybe that could be it :P
I'm rambling now, but if anyone has any insight on safety blankets or objects, I'd like to hear it. Also, for any of you that still have what you consider to be a safety blanket, what is it and why do you have it? Does in bring you comfort like it does to me, or is it used more primarily to help get into a regressed state of mind?
Hope everyone is having a swell summer so far!