"I've heard a lot if analogies before, but I've never heard of it being referred to as a Teddy bear". My friend sat on her kitchen bench, a wry smile crossing her face as she mused over what I had just told her. Admittedly it had sounded a lot better in my head as I had pondered over it all day and I wondered if my delivery had done my thoughts justice. I'm also so much better when presenting my ideas in a written form so maybe it will make sense now.
It's like a teddy bear, I had said. Imagine a teddy bear that you've grown up with all your life and you've hugged it to sleep and gotten accustomed to it over the years. At some point in life, I realised that the teddy bear was getting in the way of who I wanted to be. Nobody wants to see a girl go to work with her teddy bear or go swimming with her teddy bear let alone try to conduct an intimate relationship with a teddy bear between the two of you. Sure, it might be possible to find a guy that likes hugging your teddy bear but that's still not who I am, what I want or who I want to be. Unlike some t-girls, I didn't hate my teddy bear but it was getting in the way. After going through the process of preparing myself to be rid of it, I find myself in reminiscence in the same way once might feel sad when leaving a home to go to a new home or for their car as they drive away in their new car.
We mulled over the ideas for a while which helped lift my mood greatly. Friends are important at times like this.
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