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I was just going about my business at home (currently working on my daily NaNoWriMo word count) and when I stopped to mull something over in my mind I noticed that I had automatically stuck my thumb in my mouth. It got me to thinking on why I still do this. I've never been able to quit sucking on my thumb, most likely because of an insecure or non-existent bond between me and my primary care giver, my mother. I have no memories of my life before the age of 7 which could mean all kinds of things. I just know that I've always sucked my thumb whenever I get tired or stressed and that I've tried quitting many times but always return to it, specially at home. They tried all the usual stuff with me of course, putting a bandaid on it or smearing something foul tasting on my thumb so I wouldn't want to stick it in my mouth anymore. I was too stubborn, though, and I persisted. The only consequence, aside from living with a slightly embaressing secret, is that two teeth from the lower jar have a bit of a gap between them from where my thumb keeps pushing against them which is easily fixed with bracers. Other than that it just serves as a reminder of how my parents felt that children should serve their parents rather than it being the other way around. Does anyone else here have similar habits as a result of insecure childhoods?