Finding My Safe Space

I only just realized that I've been slipping into this headspace whenever things get too stressful or when I'm feeling really overwhelmed. It's like a warm blanket wrapping around me, but it feels so wrong to feel this way as an adult, like I'm regressing instead of moving forward. The other day, after a particularly rough week at work, I found myself cuddling with my teddy bear and watching cartoons late into the night. It made me cry for reasons I can't quite put my finger on. Maybe it's just loneliness? Or maybe it's something else that I don't want to admit to myself...