This blog is about me slowly losing my mind, isn’t it? I seek comfort from setbacks by regressing and ageplay. But in reality there’s no comfort and I end up just looking like a freak to mock at. This blog is an echo chamber, so I’ll never get any honest opinions on what people actually think of me and what I do.
Anyway. I’m moving houses in a few weeks, and it’s giving me a lot of stress. But it also makes me think about the choices I’ve made that brought me into this situation. You can ignore this message