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Anonymous Sleepy Marshmallow #966 · Little Space
Night shift, empty station... just me cleaning up before heading home. ...found myself in a corner, surrounded by teddy bears from years ago, feeling so small and alone despite the world outside buzzing with activity. Brought out an old onesie, put it on... felt like I was hiding away from all grown-up expectations. Met someone online who understood this, someone safe to share with. We video chatted, him talking softly, me curling up in my blanket fort. There were things he did that made me forget about work stresses and personal failures... we moved together, slowly and carefully, like the first time ever. It was sweet and comforting but also sad because I couldn't stay this way for long. Back to reality, back to night shifts... wondering if it's just loneliness or something more.