Yes, my stuffed bear. I've had him since I was about 2 months old and he went missing for about 3 months and I was
devastated. I know it's just a silly cuddly toy and I shouldn't have gotten so worked up about it at 21/22 (can't remember exactly when it was but it was roundabout then) but he calms me down when I'm in the middle of anxiety attacks / freak-outs and I was so upset. He turned up later on when we moved my bed to the side. Turns out he'd fallen down the side of my bed one night and had fallen between the boxes I used for storage.
I have never been happier to see a cuddly toy in my life.
HYE had a concussion?