>>11646204I've been questioning myself why i keep collecting and being attached to characters so much. At first i thought i'm just "a toy geek i like nerdy stuff" but it goes much deeper than that.
For me, my toys are a kind of obelisks or statues of ancient gods that give me happiness and strength. They have always been like this, since childhood, during difficult periods of my life and now, when my life has become a little better, but I continue to buy them as “a tribute to what gives me happiness”.
I had a difficult childhood in the 90s in the post-Soviet snowy abyss, I lived separately from my mother and saw her only on entrance days because she worked several jobs.
In the 90s, goods from America began to arrive to us and I was amazed by American figures and especially transformers. They were all the brightest colors, chrome plated, and just looking at them made me happy.
And every time my mother returned home on Friday evening, I knew that on Saturday early in the morning we would go shopping, my mother would lead me by the hand, and she would buy me whatever I asked for, and in 100% of cases it was a transformer.
I still remember these moments.
And this is an incomparable impression. When an incredible world of something you know nothing about opens up for you. Mirades of transformers, beautiful and very different. Some turn into cars, others into birds, others into dinosaurs, tanks, planes, whatever.
And there are many of them. Sellers put them on market shelves, where your eyes widen at what you see. You are in incredible euphoria, and like a child living in the midst of an economic crisis, you experience incomparable happiness.
I am sure that until my death, buying a toy and, in particular, a transformer will bring me happiness, because all this is closely connected with that explosion of euphoria, closeness with my mother. And most importantly, that strange warm feeling that everything will be fine and at the moment you can do anything.
