>>10053352Honestly, 20. Only reason I stopped was because of moving in with the gf and being too embarrassed since she's always home when I am. Although, it was only Army Men and old beat up GI Joes by that point, and it'd be a sporatic thing once every few weeks. Around 17 though, I did get way more concerned with actually converving my toys, I didn't want to ruin newer purchases, so those were strictly for posing and displaying. I do still come up with backstories for photo shoots and on the rarest chance I get alone time and there's nothing better to do, I'll dick around with Army Men at the desk, but the days of a bucket of beat up figures to simply smash around for a few hours is long gone. I think it stems from most of my childhood collection getting thrown away by my mother when she lost custody back in the day, so now I can't ruin a toy out of an irrational fear of never getting another one. Even accidentally scratching a figure bums me out sometimes. Ironically though, my gf says I can play with my toys if I ever need to for nostalgia's sake when she's around but I never did that shit in front of anyone as a kid and I'm not doing it in front of her lol. That, and I'll usually do something more productive whenever I have the time. Sorry for the blogpost.
