Having real feelings for objects, it really is not right

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I keep having the same feelings for objects as I do with people, and it's becoming so unnatural (about having feelings with objects). If I said something horrible about a T-shirt or something, I would picture an innocent T-shirt and ''feel sorry'' for it, as though I have just offended a person.

It's just when I look at an object, I see a sort of soul in it, or I see an expression on it, just like people do with eachother. And so I'm always careful not to ''hurt an object's feelings'', unless the object isn't working or something like that (but then you don't feel sorry for a person who is being nasty, so it's the same sort of thing). I also get attached to objects too, like I do with humans and animals. The other day my mum said I must throw my TV in my room away because if I get a new DVD player it won't be compatible with the TV any more, since the TV is 7 or 8 years old. But I caused a fuss - I said it still worked, has a good picture and good sound quality, and it's always worked fine, and chucking it away would feel to me like throwing an animal out in the cold and not letting it back in again.
Also I get upset when I'm cooking pasta and I go to drain the water into the sink and one pasta falls into the sink. I ''feel sorry'' for the piece of pasta that has just fallen out and I hate to put it in the bin, after sitting all that time in the packet waiting to be cooked and ate.

Yes, it is a very serious problem, and yes it makes me look mad. But I read something about this sort of thing a few months ago in one of the newspapers, where a man found it really hard to throw anything away and some years later they found he had kept everything under his bed and in all his cupboards, and his dustbins were completely empty each week, and it said he had a psychological disorder what had a name but I can't remember what the name was. He said he felt that the rubbish ''had feelings'' and that he wanted to keep it all safe in the warm because he couldn't bear the thought of any of it being on a rubbish dump. I do actually throw rubbish away. Only just about, though.

This is a new one to me Joe, but why don't you donate that television to someone who cannot afford one, or to a homeless shelter where it will feel loved?

You know, I also suffer from that. I'm still feeling sorry for something I did last June the 18th 2008, when I destroyed a porcelain frog some friends brought me from Salamanca, Spain. Frogs are my obsession, and my friends knew it. However, they betrayed me in I way I don't want to talk about right now. As a result of that, I had a massive meltdown and threw the frog onto the floor. It broke into a hundred pieces.

I really feel as if I killed that poor old frog, as if it had feelings too, as if I had displayed all my anger on it. When it didn't deserve it.


Am I mental?

I do that sometimes too, and I hate it!

Do you have spells of depression? That's when it's worse for me.

One of the bad times, I was in the grocery store and I saw that someone had tossed a bag of peeled baby carrots into a freezer section. They were ruined.

I had to leave the store in a hurry to go cry.

I really REALLY hate that. But it doesn't usually happen any more, at least not to that extent. I still hate to waste things, especially meat--some animal lost its life for that--it can give me a sad moment. But I realize that the animal doesn't care any more.

I'm like this about a lot of objects too; I hate it.

I do get spells of depression, and I have an anxiety disorder, which is what probably causes this too. I think maybe it's because I can trust objects, and they won't judge me or hurt my feelings in any way, and they just sit there innocently.

I hate seeing objects being mis-used, or being used the way they weren't meant to be. Think of a clock, for example. A clock was made to be hung up on a wall, used to look at to see the time, and also used for decoration. But if I saw somebody hurling a clock in a temper, it would make me cry because it was not supposed to be used that way. But if I saw somebody hurling a stress ball in a temper, I wouldn't feel sorry for the stress ball because that was what it was made for. Also I don't feel sorry for footballs for being kicked because that's what they're designed for. But if it was a book being kicked, I would feel sorry for the book because that was not what it was made for.

I get very attached to the collections I have amounted over the years that relate to my various interests or hobbies. Even when that interest goes dormant I won't part with my babies and I get very upset if they get damaged or lost. I am very fond of them.

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I sometimes do this, sometimes I just need to force myself to realize its just an object and throw it away before I can feel guilty.

I can understand what you are talking about.
Part of the reason I don't like seeing litter on the side of the road is because I imagine how lonely it must be to be cast aside like that. It would at least have some friends in a trash can. But out there, alone on the side of the road... how sad.

I used to do feel like that a lot; it's less nowadays but not totally gone. I wouldn't say that I hate it. Admittedly, it can get in the way of practical reality at times, and sometimes can cause pain that can seem silly.

I can tune it out somewhat when it's a practical problem (i.e. slowing me down when grocery shopping) and I don't get attached to cars (which is good as I drive them until they are beyond saving and then have to junk them).

Heh, this thread reminds me of the "Cone Appreciation thread." --> http://www.wrongplanet.net/postt165679.html

I think this is the saddest I have ever been over an inanimate object

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Emotions---aaaaghhhhh ! !! If you have them, sometimes life is tough.

Was a lot more like this before I had a job where I had to "murder" pounds of perfectly edible strawberries, cauliflower, etc. at the end of the day. That turned me into a remorseless object killer.