My name in Angua and I have a soft toy problem. I'm in the process of moving the last of my stuff into my fiance's flat, and I've just unpacked this menagerie. They used to live in a bag under my bed, and probably will go into a similar home here. A small number have lived on the end of my bed here for years - we have separate rooms- and this is deemed acceptable, with affectionate rolled eyes occasionally... there are also a few still at my parent's house.
I'm 35. I don't sleep cuddling them, most of them don't have names, most are from my childhood. All of these i would happily store in a box and rarely look at them. I don't want/need to keep them all out like this on a shelf. The thought of disposing of any of them (except perhaps 1 or 2 particular ones if I was feeling particularly strong) brings me out in a cold sweat though.
Am I very unusual? If it helps, autism runs in the family and I have some traits - I'm obsessive, have a real thing for soft textures, a tenancy to hoard. I also have a long history of anxiety, OCD, teenage anorexia and now CFS/ME, all of which quite possibly adds to my need for comfort items. I also grew up on a farm with with lots of animals and cant have pets now. I cant be alone in having such a collection though??