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@tinyt3rror
I may be little but my hate for ICE is big.
I may be tiny, but my fists are mighty
the thing it comes down to is that everyone deserves to feel loved and safe and happy. and you can hate on regressors and cgs but it won't change the fact that some people didn't get these extremely vital things in early childhood and thus have to cope with that now by either longing for or experiencing that phase, or are stressed and anxious enough to seek refuge in the rare space of extreme innocence and simplicity that almost only childhood brings (or should bring), the fact that people are willing and wanting to support others, to give them the love and patience they are/were missing.
especially in our modern world (and with this i am specifically referring to the last five-ten years in comparison to the last few decades, not an overall comparison of centuries) it makes a lot of sense to me that more and more people turn to regression or are unable to push that part of themselves down - there's been (at least in my perception) a huge surge in regressors especially since covid, and an especially big plus in regressors who are minors.
i think it is fair to assume that a relatively big part of that group doesn't regress due to early trauma (not because today's teens have it easier or anything, simply from what i've gathered from listening to minor regressors' stories) but rather due to stress or anxiety. if we view this in the light of what has changed in the past five years and obviously the pandemic, i don't consider it very surprising that regression has become a more popular coping mechanism:
many people, and especially young people, are missing an innocent form of connection and love in contrast to the isolation of covid (and the general isolation of a post-digitalised world, that is even moreso noticeable in many western countries) and both the rising shaming of sex (again, this concerns women and female-read people more, and has always concerned poc more than white people) and the extreme sexualisation from a young age that is happening at the same time.
many people long for simplicity in our current geo-political climate, and especially groups that are already marginalised long for safety now more than ever. in my opinion, regression offers both this innocent, almost familial feeling of love and connection (which doesn't have to be to another person but can even be to yourself) and simplicity and the promise of peace in a time that feels uprooted and unsure.
(that's a whole other thing, the strange "people just turned weird during covid" explanation for more people turning to things like regression when it's extremely logical that teens missing out on vital years of their childhood or young adolescence and being in a very isolated situation in exactly the phase you need differing experiences and voices in most might drive them to trying to make up for it.)
and it is so ridiculous to me to make fun of it or see something harmful or fetish-like in regression because it is such a rarity, such an exceptionally vulnerable place and an almost survival-seeking urge in many people because our brains and bodies crave that connection and safety and peace - it seems like a very raw, very natural coping mechanism because you get the hormones and sensations you're craving not through substances or porn or something but by literally reverting back to the state of mind that most fits the basic needs you are expressing, and you're trusting yourself and your loved ones that it'll go better this time around.
it seems quite like a sort of psychological trust fall into your own arms and that's exactly why it doesn't surprise me at all when people say their regression has changed for the better almost in synch with their self-worth, self-perception and all around mental health getting better - the better your self talk is, the better your mind can take care of you when you're suddenly in a regressed state and long for very basic needs.
domestic life mixed w regression is my fav thing
yes take me into the kitchen, hold my hand and help me make breakfast, help me reach all of the things that are too high up for me, pat me on the head and tell me i did a good job when we are done!
just domestic things like making meals or doing chores are so much more comforting when mixed w regression
To all my fellow littles…
it’s ok if u do it 4 fun
it’s ok if u don’t do it a lot
it’s ok if u r constantly regressed
it’s ok if u don’t want a cg
it’s ok if u need a cg
it’s ok if u can still do big things
it’s ok if u can’t do anything big
it’s ok if u can only do it alone
it’s ok if u like regressing around people u trust
It’s ok 2 b sleepy
it’s ok 2 b energetic
it’s ok if u regress
everything is gonna be ok <3
Hey Lena...
I may or may not have... colored all over Bob with marker.
The marker I hypothetically used is safe for skin and washes off but I may or may not have been– hypothetically, of course –told by Bucky that I have to come tell you what I did...
-@little-man-walker
Боже мой…
Walker. You can’t be coloring on people. We give you paper for a reason. Bob doesn’t need to be scribbled on.
I’m assuming Bucky sent you to me because he has to help Bob clean off. It’s hard to get those markers off. That’s not nice to draw on people. I hate to not be the fun one but you can’t just-
Sigh…
Hmm.
How about this? A warning this time. Next time they’ll be bigger punishments. And i’m taking away the markers for now.
We can find you and Bob some hand drawn tattoo markers for kids soon. They wash off easy. Can we compromise with that, маленький солдат?
Soft Rattles; {Credit}
Hey guys! Just a reminder that I do have a public agere discord server that I would love love love to have more members in!!
Woof! This server is all about finding friends and being lovely pups! We are a ageregre puppy based server who just want others to be able t
Please consider joining!! (You must be 15 or older to join!)
Apparently I needed to contact my work planner and I didn't... so I'm stuck waiting for J to finish working again.
Bleh
Imagine cooking w my ( cg ) mama, but its just me being perched up on the counter and swinging my feet while she cooks. And from times to times eating the vegetables she cut behind her back. “Thank you angel for helping mama, now what about we get some food in that little belly ?” >.<
Being a regressor and having a poor to nonexistent relationship with your parents is like,,,
Crying and I want mommy, uh but not that one, I don't know who that is actually
Just a mean lady who lives with me
reminder that moodboard requests are open...please request one guys...
TW doctors, medical issues, smoking mention
Some context for what I'm about to say: My bf and I are immigrants in The Netherlands. Been living and working here since September, just started a new job two weeks ago. The agency we work for gives us housing and transportation to work. I live over an hour away, in a bungalow park in the woods.
I was on sick leave this past week due to an infection. Medical care is harder to access here than in my country of origin. I've tried various times and keep getting told to take Paracetamol and rest. I have a few skin related medical issues I need help with. This is just the more pressing out of them, as I now have a gaping leaking hole in my leg, to match another one I have, as well as some weirdly placed and itchy moles.
I came back to work today, despite not being entirely okay. Half an hour after clocking in, another staff member approached me asking if I'd like to go home, as we are overstaffed. I accepted the early dismissal. Now, I wasnaware I would not be paid for today, but I mistakenly assumed they would provide transport home. Or that enough of my colleagues who lived in the same are might accept too, to be able to catch a ride home. Or even that the company might let my boyfriend know and give him the same decision to make, so I might not be alone.
I clocked out at around 18h15 pm and I am stuck waiting until 2 am for my bf and our driver. It was a stupid decision, even if for my own health. None of it played out as I anticipated. I should've said no.
I will be going back inside at 21h and then 23h to accompany my boyfriend on his breaks. We already had dinner together in the cafeteria. He paid bc he has a physical card that can go through the security gates, while I'm temporarily stuck with my virtual card. He even remembered to get me a carbonated caffeinated drink from the vending machines. He said it was for me to drink while having a smoky and it made me feel cared for, which makes me feel a bit small, especially in my current situation. He's not even a smoker and he remembered my preference!!!
I'm sending him 11€ for my meal and the drink, of course, but I'm happy he remembered that extra detail. I wasn't going to.
Now I'm gonna chill with my Minecraft bee plushie, have my drink, a cigarette and listen to some horror narrations while I wait for his next break.
2h15 until J clocks out and we get to leave. Little babee misses his other dad. I'm having my snack that J bought from the cafeteria. Seems to be a fried veggie and cheese pillow, with some breadcrumb around. 10/10 in both flavour and texture.
We are getting a bit sleepy. We have a free day tomorrow, and we're going grocery shopping.
Luckily the lounge area has some nice cozy sofas. I took my shoes off and got Bee all cozy too. This will be our makeshift nest for a few hours. Someone offered us coffee, but we said no. I'm not sure if he was making fun of how cozy I look, but I don't care. I'm not doing anything wrong, and I intend on staying cozy until it's like 1h40 am. Then, I'll go for another smoky and wait for the others to take me home.
TW doctors, medical issues, smoking mention
Some context for what I'm about to say: My bf and I are immigrants in The Netherlands. Been living and working here since September, just started a new job two weeks ago. The agency we work for gives us housing and transportation to work. I live over an hour away, in a bungalow park in the woods.
I was on sick leave this past week due to an infection. Medical care is harder to access here than in my country of origin. I've tried various times and keep getting told to take Paracetamol and rest. I have a few skin related medical issues I need help with. This is just the more pressing out of them, as I now have a gaping leaking hole in my leg, to match another one I have, as well as some weirdly placed and itchy moles.
I came back to work today, despite not being entirely okay. Half an hour after clocking in, another staff member approached me asking if I'd like to go home, as we are overstaffed. I accepted the early dismissal. Now, I wasnaware I would not be paid for today, but I mistakenly assumed they would provide transport home. Or that enough of my colleagues who lived in the same are might accept too, to be able to catch a ride home. Or even that the company might let my boyfriend know and give him the same decision to make, so I might not be alone.
I clocked out at around 18h15 pm and I am stuck waiting until 2 am for my bf and our driver. It was a stupid decision, even if for my own health. None of it played out as I anticipated. I should've said no.
I will be going back inside at 21h and then 23h to accompany my boyfriend on his breaks. We already had dinner together in the cafeteria. He paid bc he has a physical card that can go through the security gates, while I'm temporarily stuck with my virtual card. He even remembered to get me a carbonated caffeinated drink from the vending machines. He said it was for me to drink while having a smoky and it made me feel cared for, which makes me feel a bit small, especially in my current situation. He's not even a smoker and he remembered my preference!!!
I'm sending him 11€ for my meal and the drink, of course, but I'm happy he remembered that extra detail. I wasn't going to.
Now I'm gonna chill with my Minecraft bee plushie, have my drink, a cigarette and listen to some horror narrations while I wait for his next break.
Intimidating cg
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Traumatized regressor who finally feels safe because nobody wants to upset their cg by upsetting them
Intimidating cg
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Traumatized regressor who finally feels safe because nobody wants to upset their cg by upsetting them