Post by Smirkin on Sept 8, 2022 8:04:35 GMT -5
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I don’t think people understand why age regression is important to us and how it helps us.
Let me explain to you what it feels like when I regress, not when I impurely regress, when I happy regress.
It makes me feel safe. It feels like a big warm blanket shielding me from the adult world and the stresses of adult life. When I regress I actually take care of myself, it helps me treat myself with kindness. I actually remember to brush my teeth and I actually remember to drink water. When I regress I don’t hate my body. I feel small and safe and secure.
I talk to my stuffies and it makes me feel like I’m actually being listened to and that my feelings actually matter. It helps me enjoy the little things like stickers and glitter! When I regress I actually relax instead of being the walking ball of anxiety I usually am. It helps me learn to re parent myself. It makes the world seem so much better than it is. I sing my abc’s while I brush my teeth where normally I probably would forget to even brush my teeth.
I remember to eat my fruits and veggies cause when I’m regressed I need them to help me grow big and strong where normally I might not eat.
And yes it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, age regression is different for everyone. When I have panic attacks or meltdowns or ptsd episodes I also regress. But regressed me (maybe an alter? Don’t know if I have DID for sure) takes care of me.
The point is: my regression helps me better take care of myself. And anyone who regresses shouldn’t feel ashamed for regressing. To all you age regressors out there who are learning to re parent yourselves after having a traumatic childhood please know that I am so so proud of you all. Please continue to do what’s best for you despite what other people think about age regression. 💕
Let me explain to you what it feels like when I regress, not when I impurely regress, when I happy regress.
It makes me feel safe. It feels like a big warm blanket shielding me from the adult world and the stresses of adult life. When I regress I actually take care of myself, it helps me treat myself with kindness. I actually remember to brush my teeth and I actually remember to drink water. When I regress I don’t hate my body. I feel small and safe and secure.
I talk to my stuffies and it makes me feel like I’m actually being listened to and that my feelings actually matter. It helps me enjoy the little things like stickers and glitter! When I regress I actually relax instead of being the walking ball of anxiety I usually am. It helps me learn to re parent myself. It makes the world seem so much better than it is. I sing my abc’s while I brush my teeth where normally I probably would forget to even brush my teeth.
I remember to eat my fruits and veggies cause when I’m regressed I need them to help me grow big and strong where normally I might not eat.
And yes it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, age regression is different for everyone. When I have panic attacks or meltdowns or ptsd episodes I also regress. But regressed me (maybe an alter? Don’t know if I have DID for sure) takes care of me.
The point is: my regression helps me better take care of myself. And anyone who regresses shouldn’t feel ashamed for regressing. To all you age regressors out there who are learning to re parent yourselves after having a traumatic childhood please know that I am so so proud of you all. Please continue to do what’s best for you despite what other people think about age regression. 💕
me tooooo
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