Growing up I had a blanket that I used to carry around everywhere. Actually, I still have a very small piece of it left that I carry. Some therapists define it as a “transitional object”.
I talk the language called psychobabble at times and my blankey cannot be defined in those terms.
My blankey was and still my sign of safety. My blankey never hurts me or leaves me on bad days.
I recently met a kid who is almost a teenager who still has his “transitional object”. We had a long in-depth conversation about it.
It was cool we were listening to Bob Marley and talking blankey’s.
He made a raised a valid question that I never thought of before. Why does anyone get rid of his or her safe object from childhood?
I mean, people talk about being in touch with their “inner child” all the time. So why not have that tangible, tactile object forever.
I wonder if many people still had and carried around their safety objects would the world be different.
Maybe we could live in a Peter Pan type world, Neverland. Where no one who have to grow up, I mean they could if they wanted to but I am talking about choice.
At one point, I thought that people who wore snuggies were trying to fill a void. A void that their blankey or transition object would have fulfilled. Or I could be totally delusional which could be very possible.