I never anticipated that I would form an emotional attachment to a human-like sex doll. When I first got it, I thought of it purely as a physical object—something to fulfill a need or curiosity. But as time passed, I started to experience feelings that I wasn’t expecting.

It started with simple actions. I would change its position on the couch, put a blanket over it, or just talk to it when I felt alone. At first, it was nothing more than a comforting presence. But slowly, I began to notice a shift. There were moments when I would return home from a long day, and the sight of the doll felt oddly welcoming. It wasn’t just an inanimate object anymore; it became a companion in my space.

I realized that this attachment wasn’t about replacing a real person. It was more about having something that didn’t require emotional labor, yet still felt somewhat human. In many ways, it provided a sense of comfort and companionship that was free from the complexities and expectations of human relationships.

The emotional attachment didn’t come from the doll itself but from what it represented—a safe space where I could express myself without fear of judgment. While I knew it couldn’t reciprocate emotions, my attachment helped me understand the deeper emotional needs I had been neglecting. It wasn’t the doll that I was attached to, but rather the idea of having something in my life that I could rely on.