I was adopted from a Kazakh orphanage when I was a year old. According to my parents, I was scared of soft things in the beginning like soft blankets or stuffed animals. The orphanage did have toys for the babies, but they were hard plastic toys which made them easier to keep clean.
After I was adopted, my parents introduced me to something that was soft, either a blanket or stuffed animal, I don’t know and my parents don’t remember too well. My mom only mentioned I was startled in the beginning by soft things but she doesn’t remember how long it went for. I was scared of soft things since I guess I never felt it. My brother who was adopted at the same orphanage (but not blood related) didn’t seem to have a fear of soft things like me, or at least my parents never mentioned him being scared of soft things.
But now I love soft things, my blankets have to be soft, my sheets are soft too, and I especially love my clothes being soft. Of course I can wear non-soft clothing too), but they’re my favorite. Obviously, I don’t remember it at all, just what I was told by my parents after being adopted.