A Day Off to Discipline Myself? More Like a Grad School Nightmare Come True

So, I guess you could say I'm in the midst of a little mommy/kinky situation with my partner, let's call him Jake. It all started as an innocent role-play we had talked about for years but never acted upon, you know how it goes, life gets busy and real responsibilities take precedence over fun fantasies. But one day, during a particularly stressful period where I was struggling to balance grad school, work, and taking care of the house (which is really my partner’s domain), Jake suggested we give our dynamic a try for a week or so. At first, I resisted, who wants to be disciplined while dealing with all the adult responsibilities that come with being 29? But after a particularly disastrous day at work where I felt like everything was slipping out of control, Jake's suggestion seemed more appealing. So we gave it a shot. The first few days went well enough; he would give me little tasks to complete during my down time and, in return, I got some much-needed attention and care from him. It was supposed to be about the fun and games of playing mommy and being disciplined, but it somehow turned into something more serious, a real life check-in with myself. Then came this week where I decided to take a day off work for the sole purpose of dedicating myself fully to the role play under Jake's 'care'. The irony of taking a grad school dropout’s day off from everything else, just to be disciplined by my partner, is not lost on me. We spent the entire day in this dynamic, with him making demands and setting strict boundaries for my behavior. Looking back, while it was fun in its own way, it felt almost too real, like an external forcing mechanism for self-improvement that shouldn't have had to exist. It made me realize how hard I've been pushing myself and maybe that's why something as seemingly frivolous as a kink role-play took on such serious proportions. So here I am, writing this confession more out of bewilderment than anything else, is it just another adult way to cope with stress or should I really be taking my partner's play-acting so seriously?