Intense object fixation/obsession

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I love instruments like that - ones that have personality. I like the ones that look worn and old (as long as they still function as they should), as well as the ones that were just modified a bunch by the owner, like yours.

I've done a -lot- of modification to my instruments. I converted two basses and one guitar to fretless. Did some modifications to the finish on my j-bass (and I have more planned in the future), as well as some modification to the surface of the fingerboard (to make it more slick - easier to glide the fingers across), and the texture of the back of the neck. I also do all my own electronics work on the instruments. I've installed pickups, potentiometers, etc., done my own re-soldiering. Might be installing killswitches on all of my basses and guitars soon too. A killswitch is a button or switch or something, which cuts off the sound when you press/flick it - it makes lots of cool sound when you tap it over and over in patterns and all that (I can do it now on my Les Paul with one of the pickups volume turned to 0, by flicking the pickup toggle back and forth).

I do the very same thing with a small stuffed dolphin I have...and I also can't sleep without at least one stuffed animal.

I have fixations like this too. My longest standing one, has been with my teddy bear that I've had since I was a kid.

I do this with a lot of things. I have some toys that I would be extremely stressed about if they got damaged, including my teddy bear that I sleep with, who I've had since I was 4 years old. If something happened to him, I wouldn't be able to sleep.

I also have a fixation with my 3DS XL. I just like holding it so I can stim with the stylus, and i like the fact that I just have it. It wouldn't be the same if I had another one, even if it were the same color and everything.

The biggest fixation I have is probably my jewelry I wear. They are good stimming tools, especially my rubber bracelets-- I've broken a good few just twisting them and twirling them. I just enjoy my necklaces cause the charms are really neat, and fun to play with while I'm sitting in class. I would be upset about losing one of my necklaces, but I'm not as worried about losing or breaking my bracelets since I'm so used to going through them.

That's just like how I am with my teddy bear too, lol.

I'm just as obsessed with Routemasters as I was seven years ago. I just don't spam it all over WP these days.

I know this is a 4-year old thread, but I wanted to say thank you for making this, because I never knew people had similar fixations/obsessions as me and I didn't know what was going on with me. Thank you for making me feel less isolated!

Yes, I have always fixated on somewhat unusual objects. I remember one time I was very attached to this stick in the yard, and my brother’s friend/neighbor came over and started breaking it and I cried. I have also been attached to certain dolls, books, leaves, etc. I am now attached to a toy Squid and some books.

Yes, big time. I realised what the connection was - I attach to objects that are edged or textured, usually plasticy.

I'll carry it around and sleep with it. If it's lost unintentionally it's like my soul breaks.

The ones I remember... As a toddler it was a little Bambi figure (rubbed down so it's barely recognisable), young childhood an eagle, older childhood a little circular piece of plastic, adolescence a plastic mole, bouncy ball, bendy rubber and plastic car, adulthood coloured paperclips, and currently a fidget spinner wheel.

The circular piece of plastic has been fished out of a toilet before, then when I lost it for good I had a full on public crying fit (past the age that'd be acceptable). Schoolfriends smashed the car as a prank and I flipped out and strangled one of them. Not my proudest moment.

My most intense object fixation would have to be ethernet port connections, usually on the backs of gaming consoles like Xboxes and PlayStations but any ethernet port connection will do. In my mind I'm visualizing a connection to the world and my imagination simply runs away with itself when I stare at these things. I can stare at them for quite some time up to 20 minutes at a shot. I fancy myself a computer nerd so this is the thing I'm fixated on the most by far.

If this object is not immediately available, I like to wander through the stores in malls close to closing time when there are fewer people and fixate on the objects in specific stores that they sell. Examples include: European luggage Samsonite, watches, Tesla Model S's, model toys from the Warhammer 40,000 universe, paintings by Canadian painter Robert Bateman oh, and of course, another favorite, anything in the Lego store.

Those objects are regular stops in my routine when I go to the mall. The same stores every time. I love my routines. They make me happy.

I still sleep with a teddy bear I chose from the toy shop on my 5th birthday. I'm 35. I've never washed it and I keep wondering whether that makes me kind of manky :/. I just keep thinking....I should probably wash him at some point.

When I was at school I had a wolf ornament I loved. He fell on the floor and his face smashed, so he lost most of his head. He became the headless wolf. I still used him as a mascot, and I had a rock he used to sit on on my desk.

I have a box at home full of random things I like to keep and look at sometimes. Some things are just rocks from certain days, a plastic spoon and some sugar packets I made very bad art with at school, a ruler...they all signify something.

I like curbstones, they are part of the road and pavement's uneasy pact. I can't really drag them back to put on a table or something but I've always found myself inspecting and touching and comparing them to other curbstones, they are a very important part of our world and deserve our respect and attention!

Me too! I had a teddy bear since 1982 - from grade 2 until my last high school year and then we moved and I lived out on my own and he got lost somewhere. His name was Bruno O'Bear and I was very very upset that we misplaced him.

In the last few months I've been thinking a great deal about him so I simply went out to the store and bought another teddy bear and named him Bruno O'Bear to honour the first Bruno I misplaced. He looks a little bit different from the first Bruno, in fact he looks like a ferocious grizzly bear from the Canadian Rockies with brown fur. Whereas the first Bruno was a more traditional-looking teddy bear and he had gray fur. I sleep with him every night now, once again, and he makes me feel not alone anymore and very very happy.