Cringe question: How do you not break out in crying about feeling (being) stupid and useless for talking to a plush toy which doesn't care, doesn't talk back and doesn't give a damn?
I think I can answer this question. I'm not proud to, but I can.
For me, my feelings manifested out of desperation. I was very reliant on my previous partner for affirmation, and things ended badly. He unfriended me on all social media, so that I couldn't reach out even if I wanted to. It was like losing an arm or a leg. You don't know how you're possibly going to function without it.
I spent months trying to go back to being the independent version of myself I was before I met him, but I couldn't. I needed someone to confide in and be close to on a deeper level. None of the friends I had filled that role, and neither did my family. I also didn't want to start dating again, because I knew that I was coming from a place of desperation and fear. I would likely end up hurting anybody who came into my orbit, because I was willing to latch on to just about anyone who would show even the slightest bit of affection. I flirted with a few people, but I guess I was giving off red flags, because they stopped showing interest.
When my parents got divorced, it was kind of a catalyst. It happened spontaneously, and I just started cuddling with the biggest stuffed animal I could find (my last boyfriend and I bought them for each other).
I made up a name for him, and started to refer to him by that name as a form of respect. I started doing special things for him, like tucking him into bed, and making sure he was comfortable before I left the house.
I think it's very comparable to those "reborn dolls" that mothers use to deal with the loss of their child. You can develop feelings of love for just about anything if you're in a bad enough place.
It's difficult to feel ashamed or sad for developing these feelings, because it feels good, and your needs are being met—even if it's not in a traditional way.