Back To Little Space

I'm in my 20s and feeling lost today. Sometimes when I slip into being little, it's like a safe haven, but other times it feels hollow. Today, as I curled up on the floor under my favorite blanket, clutching a stuffed animal, every sensation felt too raw, the coolness of the tiles against my skin, the way my legs shook, and how my breath hitched with each exhale. It's hard to admit, but being little for some doesn't always bring comfort, especially when you're in your head questioning everything. The physicality is intense, almost overwhelming, yet oddly soothing. I need a break from it all.