the magic treehouse of regression

I can't live alone, not fully, not unsupervised. I have my own rented appartment, but I have to be checked on daily by my parents.

I can't work, I'm very socially stunted so I get picked on or taken advantage of EASILY by other adults. I assume everyone will be as kind as I am toward them, and despite being proven wrong multiple times, I can't stop. I suppose it makes me naive.

I can't study, I did my absolute best, but school is a very triggering environment and burnout is never too far away. My record is two weeks without being absent.

And why oh why ? Trauma, autism, other disabilities.

Permakid culture is wanting innocent physcial touch and connection like back rubs, playing with your hair, cheek kisses, with out it being sexualized or pushy.