- 5 years ago
#49767
I’m 18, and I have been since February 2018. But I kind of just don’t feel 18 sometimes?
I’m a full time uni student, and I also have a job, plus I live at home with my parents. I mean, I can’t really take care of myself though.
I don’t know how to drive and I don’t know how to cook. If I lived on my own I wouldn’t survive.
I’d rather not survive in all honestly.
I hate living with my parents, who honestly are the most judgemental people you could ever meet. I don’t like being a uni student and having a job - I want to cuddle my plush toys all day.
I’ve had some of my plush toys since birth, and I still sleep with them every night. I feel detached from myself if I’m away from my favourite one.
I get told stories about how I used to cry and cry when I had them taken away from me, and honestly I’m still the same. I won’t actually cry, but I very much feel like it.
They make me feel safe I guess.
And I often wonder what it would be like to have a paci. I look through the baby aisle sometimes at stores, and want to buy them. But I’m scared of falling into a space I can’t control when I know there’s no one who would be willing to take care of me.
I’m told to grow up a lot by everyone around me, because I’m childish. I like colouring in and drinking warm milk and watching cartoons; and I especially like chicken nuggets.
I have majority dark clothing because tbh it’s all I wear, but I have sweater paws a lot too because it makes me feel safer.
I live in a home where I’m abused daily (verbal - they don’t hit me anymore), and these kinds of things are an escape to me.
I don’t know if I’m a little, but I do hate going to uni and having a job. It’s too stressful and I can’t deal with it.
I suffer from extreme anxiety and severe depression (I’m on medications), and everything is a massive chore to me.
I want to be coddled and taken care of.
So... I guess I want to know how others found out they were a little, and if, by what I’ve said, I’m a little too.
I don’t know who I am anymore.
I’m a full time uni student, and I also have a job, plus I live at home with my parents. I mean, I can’t really take care of myself though.
I don’t know how to drive and I don’t know how to cook. If I lived on my own I wouldn’t survive.
I’d rather not survive in all honestly.
I hate living with my parents, who honestly are the most judgemental people you could ever meet. I don’t like being a uni student and having a job - I want to cuddle my plush toys all day.
I’ve had some of my plush toys since birth, and I still sleep with them every night. I feel detached from myself if I’m away from my favourite one.
I get told stories about how I used to cry and cry when I had them taken away from me, and honestly I’m still the same. I won’t actually cry, but I very much feel like it.
They make me feel safe I guess.
And I often wonder what it would be like to have a paci. I look through the baby aisle sometimes at stores, and want to buy them. But I’m scared of falling into a space I can’t control when I know there’s no one who would be willing to take care of me.
I’m told to grow up a lot by everyone around me, because I’m childish. I like colouring in and drinking warm milk and watching cartoons; and I especially like chicken nuggets.
I have majority dark clothing because tbh it’s all I wear, but I have sweater paws a lot too because it makes me feel safer.
I live in a home where I’m abused daily (verbal - they don’t hit me anymore), and these kinds of things are an escape to me.
I don’t know if I’m a little, but I do hate going to uni and having a job. It’s too stressful and I can’t deal with it.
I suffer from extreme anxiety and severe depression (I’m on medications), and everything is a massive chore to me.
I want to be coddled and taken care of.
So... I guess I want to know how others found out they were a little, and if, by what I’ve said, I’m a little too.
I don’t know who I am anymore.