Negative. I am currently running around my room compulsively tidying everything in the vain hope that I'll find the necklace I made last night, paranoid that somebody stole it to teach me a lesson about how I don't need these things (which is probably true but you don't do that to people with anxieties like I do, people who touch my home stuff without permission get the silent treatment for a week if they're my parents) and looking through all of my freshly-organized desk as if I haven't dozens of times already in the vain hope that it somehow got sorted into beads that I haven't used or completed earrings or books that aren't fiction
I don't have a girlfriend hell the last person I thought I stood a chance with basically said that I'll never be able to attract anyone because I'm a gender-dysphoric depressed anxious Aspie with ADHD. (Slight dramatization is slight.)
You must be thinking of my plushie collection and what kind of non-female person has plushies