Confession of a Little

It was the night I allowed myself to fully embrace my little side. I had been experimenting for months, but tonight felt different, as if something inside me had clicked. My partner and I agreed on this long ago, that we would explore DDLG together when the time felt right. We set up a cozy, child-friendly room with stuffed animals, crayons, and coloring books, things from my childhood that I still find comforting. When it was finally time to dive in, I let go of all inhibitions. It was exhilarating to be treated like a little girl again, the way someone does when you're really young. Being held and coddled in the aftermath brought me an odd sense of peace and security, something I hadn't felt since my early twenties. It wasn't about regression or immaturity; it was about connection and trust. And for that moment, I cherished every bit of the little girl still hiding inside.