So like I’m sitting here crying rn scratch that I’m bawling the tears won’t stop running and this is gonna sound really stupid but I’m crying because my childhood stuffed animals neck is ripping off and it’s really upsetting me because I sleep w it every night and I’m not ready to let go. I can’t sew and this stuffed animal has been though everything with me and um yeah please help me stop crying. At least point it’s almost to bad to sew

I didn’t want to wash it but my grandma made me and that happened. It wasn’t that bad at all. She made me wash it Because it was and I quote “dirty” it wasn’t dirty it’s slightly discolored from age. I’m really mad at her. It’s probably just all my emotions I’m just so upset