Toyness
Being a toy is important to me. Just as important as other aspects of my identity. I relate to it not just on a level of purpose (pleasing others, spreading joy, etc) but being synthetic, created, as a strong metaphor for neuroatypical, identity-weird existence.
It's a way around certain fears or my anxiety, because being a toy is its' own mindspace that, mostly my weird (meant endearingly ;) ) postfurry community has granted that is a sort of.... elevated nonpersonhood.
Toyness
It's a mindspace in which Being A Toy comes with very innate, unquestionable things.
It means that I help. it means folks care about me.. for me. To feel alone? unloved? to worry about being in that state? it's silly for a toy to even question or think in such a way.
it means that I don't have to worry. Racing thoughts of failure or disappointment? executive function issues causing it to be -reaallllyyy- difficult to focus?
I don't need to worry. Only obey.
or in most casual cases: Do.
Toyness
It also means that if I can't focus? if I do mess up? *motions a few posts back* Depression won't take that and run with it. I'm loved. I help. I'm doing good. I -am- good, because I am a toy and toys are good.
And here's the thing that -I- never understood until I realized all that.
That's what a lot of d/s relationships -are about-. It's about what those dynamics allow us to or... give permission for us to do, act, think differently.
Toyness
@Oneironott Love, you are a very good toy. :-)
Toyness
That isn't to say I have to be in one to be a toy though. I can still roll with that idea. I have no owner. I have pretty strict criteria for someone who would be one, and I'm certainly open to it...
but there's many types of relationships and perhaps for the most part I consider my toyness to be my relationship with the world, myself... and in a different way, my relationship with my friends and my community.
After all, I'm a toy. I want them (you!) to be happy.