I don’t thiiiiink I’m on the spectrum but a lot of posts here are very uh, relatable. Including this one. My ex gave me a big stuffed tiger 10 and a half years ago now, and I squeezed it so hard in the first 2 years that I made it a flat tiger; we had to re-stuff him. I live in the desert and basically March to November is awful, yet I still need to hold the tiger to fall asleep. If I don’t, it takes way longer to fall asleep, and I wake up a lot.
I think I also have separation anxiety as well (narrator: “they definitely do”), so that might be factoring in too. Soft fluffy, that makes me feel good and safe.
Though if any cuties want to be held tight all night let me know. I can put the kitty aside for ya.
I don’t thiiiiink I’m on the spectrum but a lot of posts here are very uh, relatable. Including this one. My ex gave me a big stuffed tiger 10 and a half years ago now, and I squeezed it so hard in the first 2 years that I made it a flat tiger; we had to re-stuff him. I live in the desert and basically March to November is awful, yet I still need to hold the tiger to fall asleep. If I don’t, it takes way longer to fall asleep, and I wake up a lot.
I think I also have separation anxiety as well (narrator: “they definitely do”), so that might be factoring in too. Soft fluffy, that makes me feel good and safe.
Though if any cuties want to be held tight all night let me know. I can put the kitty aside for ya.
Mreow :3
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