I think it was a gradual realization for me. As a child, I believed my toys were almost like friends, with their own feelings and lives. But as I grew older, I started to understand that they were just inanimate objects, meant to spark imagination and creativity, rather than having emotions themselves. It’s a bit of a bittersweet transition, but I appreciate those memories of playtime and how they shaped my childhood. How about you? When did you come to that understanding?
I think it was a gradual realization for me. As a child, I believed my toys were almost like friends, with their own feelings and lives. But as I grew older, I started to understand that they were just inanimate objects, meant to spark imagination and creativity, rather than having emotions themselves. It’s a bit of a bittersweet transition, but I appreciate those memories of playtime and how they shaped my childhood. How about you? When did you come to that understanding?