γ βοΈ regressing has become part of my nighttime routine atp ... γ
β‘ κ± I love laying down in my bed after a long day and letting myself get all small ,, rubbing my eyes as I hold Wallow (my whale stuffie) in my arms ,, and snuggle deep under my weighted blankie n' into my pillows. β£
β‘ κ± In that dark comfy place ,, that safe harbour where it's okay to be little ,, bad thoughts & insomnia can't reach me. I can simply think of running along the seashore in lil vintage striped bathers ,, collecting sparkling sea glass and feeding the friendly seagulls β or sliding around the wooden floors of a big old house in my stockings ,, the scent of tea and freshly made biscuits hanging in the air β or maybe even just laying down like I am irl ,, except in a ship with a big thick quilt n' the hull creaking comfortingly as the sea rocks me to sleep ! β£
β‘ κ± I can even imagine Mister Lukas (my fictional cg) saying things to help me sleep ;; "It's time to sleep now, lad. Tomorrow is gonna be a brand new adventure and a little sailor like you needs to get plenty of rest for it, yeah? Don't pout now." *forehead kiss* "I'll stay right here with you to make sure you're safely shipped off to Dreamland. Ah- don't worry, I'll be here when you get back too. Rest now, lad. I've got you." β£
(Sometimes I have a lil cry ,, but that's okay ,, I just remind myself that big emotions are hard and it's not shameful to let it out when I need to.)