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gone but not forgotten Sometimes I don’t post here for a few days and certainly people will send me private messages asking if everything is okay. Their concern seems genuine and I am touched by this but I don’t want anyone to worry about me. When I am gone for a while it just means I have deeply regressed and have remained there for as long as I can. I don’t post when I am a kiddo only when I am kind of taking a break from that. I asked Daddy what’s the longest I have ever stayed a kiddo and he shrugged his shoulders and said he really couldn’t remember though there have definitely been some memorable times. When we go on vacations he says I stay regressed much longer and deeper than when we’re at home on familiar territory. That makes sense to me because those are times when I feel I need to be protected the most. When we’re at home I know where everything is and chances are there aren’t many unknowns lurking in the bathroom, or even outside. Take me to the coast though and I feel very small and vulnerable which leads to me regressing deeper. When we go to the store I grip my Father’s hand tightly and almost hide behind him when we have to interact with people. It’s not fear just uncertainty but it makes me feel very young indeed. The things that bring me out of little space that make me stop being a kiddo for a while and act more grown up vary greatly. Sometimes I am faced with a task or moment that requires me to grow up just long enough to take care of it and then I go right back into the mind of a kiddo. Occasionally there is some drama to deal with and yes Papa and I aren’t perfect and sometimes get in arguments or adult discussions but those are also times when I can deal with what’s going on in the moment and then get right back to being the kiddo I am. My mind body and soul are regressed for so many hours of the day that being anything feels truly unnatural and therefore easy to escape from or transfer out of. I do what I have to in those grown up moments but that feels more like role play than anything. The question shouldn’t be how long have I stayed a kiddo but what’s the longest I’ve stayed a big girl? Being me is truly wonderful. Being allowed to be my true self all the time instead of being forced to grow up is a gift I am eternally grateful for. So few are the moments when I have to face the world as an adult that they might as well not even register - and they don’t. I am one lucky kiddo and I know it. |
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Thank you Punkin for explaining more about you and your relationship. It helps to understand you more sexy little one.
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Good to see you.
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Sounds like you've found the right person for you. A former partner of mine was multiple with several littles but I didn't know that until well into our relationship and several of her 'big'/adult personas didn't know she was multiple and ones that did know did not know it was unusual to be multiple so did not think to inform me (or did not trust me enough to inform me). But, looking back, I realized that some of the littles did trust me enough to be out with me long before I knew she was multiple and those times were often in public. Another case of everyone being unique like everyone else ... 
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Again, I love reading your blog, it really comes from a happy place and reads very..... cozy and warm, in a way. Thank you for it. When you come to a fork in the road, take it. __Yogi Berra
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