What’s a thing you were completely obsessed with as a kid?
Even I think this was weird! I had this pair of brown leather gloves, at least I think they were mine. Could have been my Dads. Long time ago.
I remember play-fighting with these gloves. In the most unusual places. I went to a religious meeting and found a spot where I could do this fighting simulation thing. I was dead embarrassed when someone noticed and asked me who was winning!
Actually embarrassed! They were gloves! Hello! Why? Seriously? Why? I haven’t got a clue.
I was 7 or 8. It must have been important or something. It’s a clear memory but the why escapes me. Some shrink would have a field day I’m sure.
But obsession is like that, it doesn’t need a reason. The OED defines obsess as “preoccupy someone to a disturbing extent”. Tick for that box.
It’s the ‘why’ I’m struggling to answer. But then again, it’s not a particular trait I have right now. I’ve got gloves. Work gloves, winter gloves, protective gloves. I don’t fight with them at all!
I detest boxing. I find physical violence abhorrent. In any form. My father was a peaceful man. I’m a peace seeker. I’d prefer it if everyone was peaceable. Sadly, I don’t see it very much.
Thankfully that obsession is a thing of the past. Weird how it’s such a gleaming memory. It’s not a part of me now thank goodness.
I did have tiny sets of war figures. I’d happily blow them up with bangers* in the garden. Replaying some war film I’d seen probably.
Hopefully you have control of your obsessions.
*’bangers’ a firework that you lit and all it did was go bang! Yes, very boring, I agree. Seemed like fun at the time!
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