Obsessive empathy for inanimate objects

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my daughter does this kind of thing all the time, and she's on the spectrum.

On the other hand I used to do it too and as far as i know i'm NT.

I feel empathy for manga characters, especially misunderstood ones. I don't know why...

Eep. I do this. Not so much now as in years past...
Likely because I have [insane number] pets that have helped fill this need...

Surprising to me that this is a common Aspie thing.
I was under the impression that this was one of the things that made me less Aspie.
I need to stop looking at medical diagnosis sites... they really don't have a clue do they?

Geez---this fits me perfectly. I know that inanimate objects don't have feelings, but yet I feel they do. I have been this way since I was a child. I am embarrassed to admit to you all---but I am a grown adult, and I still feel this way with inanimate objects. I even get things out of the garbage my wife throws away that I feel sorry for. I could go on here, but I don't want to. Some things are too painful to talk about. But I am just telling you, yes, I am this way. I didn't outgrow it. It can be painful.

I have empathy for my stuffed animals and die cast Cars, too - I can relate to them and talk to them in ways that I was never able to with real people.

The part about the stuffed animals falling off the bed and apologizing to them is me!
I have Aspergers and for as long as I can remember my teddies have always been my friends, I've always loved them. I'll give some other examples of myself too:

If I see something like a leaf by itself, I will go and find another leaf to place next to it so it's not on "its own"

I feel mean when I sit on a chair or walk on something as I'm slightly chubby I feel as if "I'm too heavy for it and causing it pain"

Seeing an empty crisp packet or litter that has a picture of something cute on it, I pick it up and put it in my bag so it's not lonely and can stay with me at my house

If I drop something on the floor I pick it up and apologize to it

There are a lot, but these are some of them. I've been like this ever since I was a child and still am at almost 22. I think though that it's probably a lot worse now. Which people usually say it's "a phase you grow out of" but not for me, it's only gotten worse.

my best friends are inanimate objects. I found at a goodwill store in the 2000s, a yellow arm with red-fingernail-polish-painted fingernails on its hand, reaching forlornly out from a pile of junque, I pulled it out and rescued it from almost certain destruction. I gave it a bath and since then, I keep it on a nice soft pillow.

I remember really loving a stuffed toy Siamese cat and was sad when I lost it. I have had a love for that breed of cat as far back as I could remember.

I feel sorry for things a lot. Neglected, broken things. Things that aren't useful anymore. Things with defects. Food that is made to look like an animal. Things that become the target of someone's rage. I haven't really outgrown it, I just learned to stop myself from thinking about it, which made it much easier. But if I let myself think, I will get very sad and even cry.

The reason I feel so sorry is that those things haven't chosen their fate and haven't deserved the final outcome. It's also mixed with guilt, that we, humans, made these things, and then treated them so unfairly afterwards. And things can't even speak for themselves.

Yes, I know, things are just things... Doesn't help me with my feelings, though.

i talk to my stuff, my things, i sometimes thank them for keeping me company.

I'm suffering right now because my car is at the mechanic shop. I wonder if it feels lonely and is afraid. I NEVER tell of these things because I'm afraid people will think I'm a nut job. I own the fact that I am indeed a nutjob. As a kid, I became very depressed over a lost "pen". I was 11 years old and called it my exam passing pen. I believed it to be magical because my mother called it a lucky pen.