Had an ESSA when I was going through a difficult time, and eventually I was able to live withough him (he never had a name, but he was a purple manatee that I made myself) now my parents got in a huge fight and I can't help but feel that I was responsible. Cuddled with my now new ESSA, Harvey, a st Bernard. I felt better instantly.
At first, I thought Elsa’s were kinda dumb, I didn’t know what it meant, the first thing I ever saw was “feed my dog with me!” I thought they thought it was a “real” dog, but once I learned, it changed, I learned what essa meant, and I also realized, i practicaly have an essa. I got him when I was really young, so that’s why his name is dog, he is an African wild dog I got at wild kingdom. He is my favorite stuffed animal basically, he is the only one who I bought their own collar for, and all essa haters get to hear this, MOST PEOPLE WHO HAVE AN ESSA, USE THEM FOR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT, AND IF YOU HATE ESSA’S, YOU DONT CARE ABOUT PEOPLES MENTAL HEALTH.