Lost Innocence

I've been a little for years now in my relationship with Alex. It's a dynamic we both cherish deeply, offering us stability and comfort that neither of us found elsewhere before meeting each other. But lately, I feel something shift within me, like the walls are crumbling around this safe space we built together. In our most recent session, instead of feeling protected and cherished, I felt exposed and lost. The play we engage in is supposed to be a sanctuary from adult worries, but recently it's become the one place where those fears come alive. Afterward, when reality set back in, I was overwhelmed with a sadness that lingered long after our session ended. It's made me question everything: am I playing this role because of a genuine desire for comfort and security, or is there something deeper, unresolved, pulling me into these dynamics?