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Darn You Brain!!!
10 years ago
So, sometimes I get sentimental and attached to very silly things and... it's annoying. Before coming back from RF I got a sprite from a vending machine. This Sprite came back with me cause I didn't drink it... I literally couldn't bring myself to finish it. I put it in the fridge and just... I quit drinking soda partially because it was time for me to try to stop drinking it again...but also partially so I could avoid drinking this Sprite.
I built a sentimental attachment... to a bottle of soda. Well today, after a night of drinking he did, my roommate asked if he could snag it, it being basically full. I told him sure and he drank it and it made me so extremely sad. I have non-silly things to have sentimental attachment to like my Marci badge gift and my RF badge, which I do have attachment to, so why this Soda?
I'm, in part, glad he drank it because otherwise I would have had to throw it away eventually just prolonging the odd sad. I'm fine I'm fine. I wanted to post and talk about this cause...it's Idunno weird. This has happened to me with other things too.
I'm immediately reminded of a time when I was a little kid and I hid marshmellows under my bed cause they were so soft and I wanted to protect them. >_>
I did a similar thing with these squishy soft stress ball squeezey chickens. We had a bunch of these that my family let our dog destroy and so I tried to hide and save as many as I could.
Okay those aren't the same as the soda but still. Okay I like asking questions to people relating to whats in the journal. Have any of you ever had a sentimental attachment to something strange? If not, what about something silly you did as a kid?
I built a sentimental attachment... to a bottle of soda. Well today, after a night of drinking he did, my roommate asked if he could snag it, it being basically full. I told him sure and he drank it and it made me so extremely sad. I have non-silly things to have sentimental attachment to like my Marci badge gift and my RF badge, which I do have attachment to, so why this Soda?
I'm, in part, glad he drank it because otherwise I would have had to throw it away eventually just prolonging the odd sad. I'm fine I'm fine. I wanted to post and talk about this cause...it's Idunno weird. This has happened to me with other things too.
I'm immediately reminded of a time when I was a little kid and I hid marshmellows under my bed cause they were so soft and I wanted to protect them. >_>
I did a similar thing with these squishy soft stress ball squeezey chickens. We had a bunch of these that my family let our dog destroy and so I tried to hide and save as many as I could.
Okay those aren't the same as the soda but still. Okay I like asking questions to people relating to whats in the journal. Have any of you ever had a sentimental attachment to something strange? If not, what about something silly you did as a kid?
Only had sentimental attachments to my plushies and small living things that I thought needed help when I was little, but I did sprinkle fish food in the toilet whenever my family went away for a day, cus I wanted to make sure any fishies on the other end weren't gonna get too hungry. My dad wasn't too good at explaining how plumbing worked. >u>
And nuuuuu marshmellow savior isn't kyoooottt! :o
I never developed sentimental attachments to most things because I moved very frequently and downsized belongings frequently. Then the house burnt down and my favorite plush toy burned along with the toys my grandmother gave me that I played with as a little kid. So needless to say I have a rough time getting attached to something that might just get torn away.
For a long time my green bunny (with the music box now missing) was in storage, but now he's in storage here beside my bed in my hope chest, waiting for a new music box to be put into him <3 (maybe). I wish i could develop deeper relationships with things, sentimentally but I have a hard time doing it....if i had to I could likely get rid of almost everything I own....
As for weird things I did as a kid -rubs chin and hmms- I can't really remember anything that isn't weird, creepy or just flat out dark >_>' my childhood wasn't very fantastic. I guess I was super brave... I climbed everything and didn't hesitate to go into forests and caves and such. But I was afraid of the dark....and still am >_< so much scrrd of the dark.
I also moved a lot and had to downsize too. It hurt, a lot. I used to have all these wolf statues and little things I had gotten over the years as a kid and I ended up having to throw most of it away. These things that happened are what I used to build myself up. It wasn't till pretty recently that I started getting things just cause I like them because I had that feeling too. You just have to get to a point where you rely on only yourself to maintain what you have and let that fact fuel your desire to keep going. Anything can happen and it's tough and it hurts but you gotta come back from it. You'll find stuff in time Clover.