Reading the comments and didn’t expect to feel like the odd one out regarding this. 38, haven’t slept with my stuffed animals since probably before I was twelve? Am I strange? I guess I just don’t feel insecure without them. 🤷♂️
A lot of males or kids raised masculine have that habit broken real fast.
For the majority of the western world, it’s still considered cute and more than acceptable for women to have stuffed toys into adulthood, or that it’s feminizing in some way. Try that as a guy past a certain age though and you’re more likely to flip a coin on social acceptance from friends, family and strangers alike.
It’s a funny example how social pressure to conform to arbitrary standards and social norms is generational even if it makes no objective sense.
(For the dense out there, if you’re here to reply arguing about the acceptability of having a teddy bear as a man or woman because of your personal story/kink, you’re missing the leading subtext.)
Get a pitty. They’ll make sure you go to bed on time, too. Worked for The Little Rascals.
I’m glad you posted this. My 35ish year old Bear Bear often gets tossed out of bed in the middle of the night because I adjust sheets or whatever and noticed just now he wasn’t with me. I found him, but he’s been through thick and thin with me.
His color has long faded. His stuffing incredibly compressed. Probably more fragile than I want to believe.
Out of curiosity, would you prefer him as is, or restored (restuffed, redyed, etc.) but otherwise still the same physical Bear Bear? I guess this is a modern Ship of Theseus type question.
40s here, wearing my kitty onesie in bed with a stuffed owl.
You’re my kinda person
I love my sheep okay
it’s all fun and games until you start wearing them
Then it gets better, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I still sleep with a nightlight and I’m in my late twenties
38 and have my stuffed dog and wolf in bed with me. My real dog is jealous, but she’s in the bed too.
Yep I’m well into 40s and I sleep with a toy cat
Swapped it for a real animal personally 😅
37 years old, I have the plush elefant, rabbit, polar bear, koala and toad I grew up with sitting on a chest of drawers next to my bed, my toad especially means a lot to me, it is in my list of five things I would try to save in case of a fire.
thirties*
Unfortunately my stuffed animals have been relegated to living in the closet since my real animal takes up their former bed space, and also loves shredding plushies lol. But that was me until a few years ago!
Just turned 40 and have a Giggle Scape Purple Hippo next to me right now.
I mean, they’re better company than the vast majority of the human race.
How many of those 8 billion do you know to be able to make such a statement? A few hundred perhaps? Most are good people.
