Me and my attachment problem(s) – Part 1

More often than not, I give vent to my sentimentalism by crying….

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I developed bond even with my stuffed toy, Hippo!

I once sent hippo for dry cleaning and when I took him back from laundry shop, to my astonishment, his plush became hardened. I was devastated and I wept. Mama then tried to comfort, “Alamak, almost 30 already still want to cry for soft toy! Mama sponsors you to buy a new one, ok?” I cried harder, “It’s not the same Hippo if I buy a new one!!!”

I harbored resentment toward the non-professionalism of the laundry shop and felt that justice had to be done for Hippo. So I went back to the laundry shop, asked for the boss’s phone number and I called. After lodging the complaint that his staff spoiled the condition of my Hippo, the boss said, “How much is your soft toy? I am willing to pay for your damage”.

This ruffled me even more! “It’s not about the money you know?!” I shouted over the phone.

“Then what do you want me to do?” The boss asked in an innocent tone.

I whispered: I just want Hippo to be normal again…

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CP has been a supportive friend during my Melbourne days. I dropped by Melbourne before coming home to catch up with good friends and bid farewell. When I had to part with CP, he patted on my back, “All the best! Be good!”

I had tears welling up and said, “We will be separated forever!”

“Oh, come on! Cambodia and Malaysia are only 2 hours flight away!” Well, I can’t fight CP and his optimism (and eloquence)!

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Me: I almost stop listening to Chinese songs since 2006.

Friend: I used to not listen to Chinese song. But heck, English song just failed to describe my hearty feeling 50% of the time. Most of the time, I just like the tune… The new song lyrics are quite incomparable to Chinese song…

Me: That’s the problem with Chinese songs, I get too connected most of the time, so I stop. I’m a melancholic soul…

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