I resent “My Pillow” for “My Pillow” growing up was so much better. In order to keep it simple “My Pillow” growing up will be noted as “My Pillow A+1”. This was not just some sleeping device but a stuffed friend that went along where ever I went as it gave me the support I wanted awake and asleep, until that fateful day when it got into a fight. It wasn’t “My Pillow A+1” fault for I left her on the bed (my first girlfriend) as if it didn’t matter and somehow the fight began with it’s decimation into feathers. I tried to repair “My Pillow A+1” with duct tape and the bits of sewing skill that I accumulated but it was to no avail “My Pillow A+1” would not last more then another year. Then “My Pillow” comes out and for some reason I thought it would bring back those magical times but you can’t replace a “My Pillow A+1” with just some ordinary “My Pillow”, as you can’t take back those magical youth years.