Funnily enough, when you get to see this, thanks to the marvel of scheduling I'll be having a rest with a few friends cos I've had rather a lot on mind of late and that figures into my regression as part coping mechanism when you're actually more adult-child rather than an adult.
I love plushies both playing with them in imaginary play and also as objects I can hug and cry with whenever I'm feeling distressed as venting my feelings is super important.
Nothing about being a boy removes those feelings because you still are an intelligent emotional being in that skin so we feel hurt and need to be hugged and reassured just the same as girls.
Hugging my teddy matters to me when I'm like this.
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