Years ago I bought a small wooden meerkat. I got it because I thought having something specific to fiddle with might help me manage my tics. It didn’t help much but I became quite fond of it. I liked to keep it in my pocket, despite the fact that I started to use it as a weapon and poked myself with it when I ticced.
After years of false alarms, I have finally lost it.
I suppose it makes “I’m going to stab myself with a meerkat in the morning” a little less likely.