My home is having new heating next week so my mum has been clearing things away. Anyway she came upon and has movd out my childood "collection" of teddies. 3 bin liners full.
Now don't worry they arent being skipped, I'd never let that happen. But there must be about 150 of them that I've had and hugged as a kid. And now as a big child I still have them + one more.
Now as an AB I sleep with a couple and have a few more ontop of a wardrobe. One inparticular goes with me most places (He's under my arm as I type), Raccy, a big raccoon. I've had since I was about 5.
This got me thinking though.
I dunno about you guys, whether your abism meant a fresh flood of teds or whether you looked into childhoods gone but what exactly makes your teddy, well, yours?
Was yours someone you found as a kid, given to you? Handed down?
Or was your someone you met recently?
To everyone I'm sure they mean the world but why? lol