to eat a pea because I feel sorry for it.

[SlightlyJaded]

I have just eaten a cherry tomato that I didn't really want (last one, bit bruised and squishy) because I 'felt sorry for it' and thought it would be sad if it didn't get eaten like it's friends...

I often do this with peas as well.

And other small pieces of food

I try to tell myself that it's ridiculous "Jaded it's just food, it doesn't have feelings FFS"

But still I find myself adding the manky mushroom to the risotto so it doesn't feel left out.

Anyone?

My friend's fella has a thing about cuteness where he can't look at something that's too cute, he recently CRUSHED a chocolate bunny because it was 'too cute'.
Oh right.

Oh yes whitehorses Don't even get me started on single earrings who are very VERY :( and lonely because they are waiting for their missing twin to come home.

I keep the 'singles' together so that they can keep each other company until they are reunited, and they have a 'superior' box with velvet lining

Oooh, and if I buy something like a bun in the bakers, then if there are only two left on the shelf I have to buy both of them, otherwise it would leave one all alone!

Ok, I might be lowering the tone a lot bit here, but dh and I were having a conversation about how many sperm are released each time a man ejaculates, and also how they only live for a certain amount of time so they might die before they've even been ejaculated (not sure if this is true or not). Well I started feeling sorry for the sperm that never got ejaculated, and also for the millions and millions that never get to make a baby. Then I started thinking of them as living things which I suppose they are but only half a living thing, and I started caring about their feelings. then I thought maybe it was time I stopped thinking and just went to sleep.

'superior box'

buying both buns...

I'm so glad I'm not the only nutcase

roffle sunshine

Oh yes, I have often bought the last of something because it gives me the heebie jeebies. Can't bear the thought of their lonesomeness.

I will pair up odd socks and wear them so they feel useful :)

Ditto earrings.

Only read the OP but I've also done this!!

Worse though... it was a pea that fell on my kitchen floor and didn't make it to the plate.

Ah, yes. The things that fall to the floor. Poor lonely pea in a horrible accident and separated from it's friends? Or pea desperate to avoid the boiling water and scooped up by the terrifying giant and boiled alive.

Sometimes I'm so paralysed with doubt I can only stare at it on the floor.

Me too, have done this for as long as I remember- someone told me it was projection of my own feelings of loneliness... :( Nice to know I'm not alone though!

I love David Mitchell :)

My soul has come home to throb in harmony with so many others on this thread.

Let Food Fulfil Its Destiny!!

Thank Christ I'm not the only one...

Even my DP is trained to selected the bashed-in cans at the supermarket for us, as no-one else would want them and they can't be unwanted and left behind...

Sorry, 'select', one-handed bf post!

I used to do this. I rarely do it these days though, and I'm glad to be (nearly) free!

I cant put one item of clothing in the recycling bin, it has to wait until there is something else to go with it!!

If I leave any food after a meal I think of it as an offering to Food God

I'm like this too, I was definatly worse as a kid though. Although I feel it creeping back in when I find out my Mum has chucked something away since I moved out years ago. Poor possibly lost soft toys!

And I thought I was the only one ! I also cannot leave a lone uneaten pea, noodle, etc., because its feelings might get hurt. Yesterday I felt sorry for the last roll in the package that had gone stale, but comforted myself by putting it out for the birds. And if I need 2 items of something, and there are 3 on the shelf, I buy the third so it won't feel rejected ( especially if we're stocking up on groceries because of an impending storm-how could I be so unfeeling as to leave 1 poor bottle of milk by itself on a supermarket shelf while a storm is raging ? What if it gets scared, with no-one to comfort it ? ) When I was a child, everyone knew better than to buy me gingerbread men, chocolate bunnies, marshmallow chicks, and the like. I also feel sorry for clothes not being taken on vacation.
I recently bought 2 nightgowns. ( I only needed 1, but there were 2 in my size, so you know what that means. ) I reached into the bag with my eyes closed to pick out the one I'd wear that night, so as not to show favoritism. I assured the one not chosen first that I liked it just as much, and would wear it soon, and that in the meantime it would live in a special section of my bureau, where it would be warmly befriended by my other clothes.
Leaving work on Christmas Eve 1987, I witnessed a group of inebriated teens toss an artificial

poinsettia out of a car window, and speed off. I was as heartbroken as if it had been a puppy. I picked up the poinsettia, promised it I would give it a good home,
and brought it home with me in my canvas bag ( where,hopefully, it was comforted by the biography of Charlotte Bronte that I'd just received as a present at work. ) To this very day, the poinsettia always occupies a special place of honor at Christmas !

Oh me too!

Once I accidentally knocked a teaspoon down the back of the very heavy chest freezer while DH was away.
I dropped another down there so it wouldn't be alone.

you are all mad!

And so am I. If I see a doll squished up on the DC's beds I have to put it right, so it's more comfortable.

I remember as a little girl kissing my dolls and teddies good night. If I thought I'd missed one out I'd kiss them all again, so none were forgotten.

It's no wonder I'm crackers.

helena, the poinsettia story is very sweet

Does anybody else say 'thankyou' to the supermarket trolley, and give it a little pat on its handle as they put it back into the trolley park? Sometimes I even leave it a little way away from the other trolleys so it can get some air, as it must be quite claustrophobic rammed up against other trolleys all day with another one up your arse!

helena I pick up single flowers that I find lying on the pavement and put them in water at home. People throw them away just because they are a bit squashed

I also rescued a twig with two orange chinese lanterny things that someone had cruelly discarded when they got bored with their dried flower arrangement. It's been happily on the kitchen windowsill for over a year.

I also pick up ivy clippings and stick them in water to try to get them to root. If they do I plant them, if they die, at least I've tried.

This is not odd behaviour, I tell you.

Heard someone on the radio talk about how they believe toys have souls and should not be thrown out until their original owner dies.