I used to have a distain of losing things .
As as child my toys were precious to me they kept me safe in a rocky world. My toys were my shield my saviour my accomplishment.
But as my toy cars , ladybird books and fighting fantasy books were given away , and not by my choice. As other personal items were this time thrown away it transpired I developed an emotion switch.
It kept me safe in times of turmoil , it was my bastion of reality .
As I grew I battled to keep other things safe.
And when I lost a pair of favourite earrings the other day I was quite upset as my things are precious to me.
Though I was upset I put into practice one of my coping mechanism one that has been developing for quite a while.