I carry a small hippopotamus with me everywhere, iin?
Okay, so I'm an 18 year old girl and I have this tiny Hippopotamus that I carry around with me at all times.
When I was little I had this stuffed animal set, where there were three little hippos that could be put inside and carried around by the big mother hippo. I found this one hippo alone and the rest of the family had gone and I just had a strange emotional attachment to this tiny pink hippo doll. So much so that five years later here I am still carrying around this tiny hippo which I keep hidden in my bra on the left side.
I know for a fact this isn't normal, but when it comes down to it having him doesn't affect my friendships, my work, yes it freaks potential boyfriends out at first but then they get over it and even start to like the Hippo. I can't actually function without him now, I go into a depression if I leave him at home and on the occasions where I've lost him I'm inconsolable.
What I'm trying to ask is, not if I'm a normal person, so much could normal people accept me for who I am, Hippo and all or am I condemned to be a freak for life?