I want to preface this by saying I’m not an age regressor, nor do I have anything against people who use it as a coping skill. That’s just not exactly what this is about. I’d like to believe I’m a fairly normal person, really! I recently graduated high school, now I’m in college, I have my life planned out and I know where I want to go. I just can’t help one weird little thing.
I have a lot of stuffed animals and dolls. Some of which I’ve had since childhood, most of which are newly bought. I love them, they’re cute and comforting to me. I give them all names and personalities, I try to sleep with one every night and even talk to them just because it feels right! But all they seem to do is sit there and collect dust... I really miss being able to play with toys, and having friends to play with. Do you know what I mean? Going on adventures in the backyard with your toys, having tea parties with them, and introducing them to other kids’ toys?
I don’t know how exactly I’m supposed to go about being a grown woman seeking playmates. I’ve honestly considering taking up babysitting just so I have an excuse to play with somebody without seeming too weird, honestly all I want is to have fun again. Is there a certain way I can remedy this? Or is it normal? Is there a place I can go to find company and friendship for myself and my stuffed animal friends?