20 Years Old And Still Playing With Dolls


Dolls have always been my kind of thing and I don’t mean that in a pervy disgusting kind of way. Growing up I didn’t really like the company of others (still kinda don’t) and for me, dolls were like little diaries that I could write in. But the difference was instead of writing I just talked- a lot. I always felt safe when I rant the deepest part of myself to my dolls. They, to me, were the most loyal friends anyone could ask for. They never revealed my secret to anyone, never got mad at me, always listen to me and most importantly, they were always there.

Reading this you might be thinking “The heck is wrong with this person?!!” or “This person needs some serious counselling” or whatever. But let’s be honest, haven’t you ever felt like that whether it was towards a doll, stuff animals (these are the cutest things ever), maybe action figures etc? I know I can’t be the only one.

I no longer own a doll though and that’s because of my mom she murdered them. The last doll I had, she burnt it saying “You’re too old for these things” (ha-ha). I remembered how angry I was at her for taking away my best friend. I buried the remains of my doll under our tree and held a funeral for her (sounds crazy I know). After that I secretly bought smaller dolls that could fit inside my bag without it being too obvious that I had any. Whether I was home or in public, I never hide the fact that I was really into dolls. I can recall countless times when my mom shot me the LOOK (ha-ha).

I saw these on Rakuten Global Market the other day. And I thought these were really cute. It’s almost as if dolls are humans too.




I know some people treat dolls as just object- some type of thing that they can use to control the behaviour of kids or whatever they use it as. I on the other, tend to treat my dolls (and stuff animals) like real humans. I’ll bathe them, comb their hair, lotion their skin, spray them, feed them and other things you can think of that we humans do. My mom was completely annoyed watching as her lotion, spray and even hair oils got wasted on a doll. She use to threaten me that she’ll take them way if I don’t get chores done or if I keep using her stuff on them. Those were the days 😀

Other than dolls, I do like stuff animals a lot. When anyone ask me what I want for my birthday, it always include “I want a doll or stuff animal”. I still have this one teddy bear I received as a birthday gift from a friend back in high school. Also, there are four teddy bears that my mom always puts on her bed for decoration. I talk to these a lot (ha-ha).

Now I’m 20 years of age and I’m still playing with dolls. I might not own any at the moment but that doesn’t stop me. I do plan on buying myself one soon, with or without my mom’s approval. I’ve already been checking out a few sites and I’m super excited!! Anyways, I don’t think anyone is too old for dolls, stuff animals, action figures, cartoons or whatever. Keep doing the things you love despite the judging eyes and hurtful remarks of people around, because by the end of the day it’s what makes you happy that matters the most.

Do you like dolls too or other things that people think are “too old for you”? I’d love to hear so do comment. 🙂

11 thoughts on “20 Years Old And Still Playing With Dolls

  1. I completely understand this. I have always wanted the perfect doll, but nothing ever felt right enough. Until about two weeks ago I found these dolls called Waldorf dolls and they were utterly perfect. I’m going to make one for myself as soon as I get the chance. You should embrace your love of dolls, and not worry about what anyone thinks. I’ve found that few people in this world truly love something, so when you find that thing that makes your fingers tingle just embrace it. It’s what makes you utterly you.

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    1. That’s awesome, those dolls are cute. I think it’s pretty cool that you plan to make one yourself, I’d love to see it. Also, I do agree with you about embracing what makes you happy and makes you, you. A lot of people don’t know how important this is.

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      1. Thabks:) I’ll totally share pics when I get my doll done. I think I want to give her a mori girl look, something sweet and woodland. You said you like ball joint dolls? Have you tried this site called dream of doll? They have the most adorable ball joint dolls that you can custom make, plus You can pick their clothes and they are small enough to take with you. I’ve always wanted one, too. I might make it a Christmas present one year.

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      2. I’m so excited I can’t wait 😄
        Yeah, I did and I checked out the site just now and it’s awesome, thanks mayne!!! The clothes are just bad arse, I can’t wait to order.
        Sounds like a good Christmas already haha

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  2. I also wanted to say that I can’t have children and even though that is the case, I feel having reborns and Baby dolls sorta makes me feel better about it. I can baby them and feed them and all that. Recently I’ve gotten into Baby Alive dolls. I have 2 reborns as well though. I love them all dearly. I’d love a BJD but they’re a little outside of my price range at the moment.

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  3. I absolutely LOVE dolls! My mom thinks its rediciulous at my age *36 as of yesterday* to still have dolls around but I absolutely love them! I have always held a soft spot in my heart for inanimate objects though. Sometimes I even say sorry to things when I bump into them or whatnot. Its not that odd. I think compassion is good in any form. Like you, I don’t really like talking to people as much. They aren’t like dolls. Dolls are there for you no matter what, unlike people who are always thinking of themselves and what they want. Dolls never judge me when I do something wrong, don’t get their feelings hurt when I say the wrong thing, or expect me to change how I operate to suit their needs. I totally understand that.

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