In the week that saw the death of Tom Petty whose songwriting and performances I loved for decades saw a person on Tumblr follow me for a matter of minutes before unfollowing no doubt because I don't pander to soft porn and the like.
That as far as I'm concerned is their loss because I'm just me and age regression is just that and non-sexual so anyone can go whistle if they think that's what you'll find.
The thing some just don't get about this life it isn't some cheap spicing up of peoples romantic and sexual lives but it is routed very much in actual needs not role played but one where uncomfortable truths need to be accepted such as the need for adult protection when emotionally and developmentally you are more a child and when as I was painfully reminded last weekend at the door I couldn't cope with a adult door to door seller situation and I needed to be 'seen' as the 'child' who lives there having nothing to with Soffits and the like who at best would ask 'Daddy' to come to the door.
That's the thing, age regression equates to treating me as that adult/Child, dressing me as one isn't just cute (although god knows I look cute like that) in a pinafore or summer gingham dress, a set of handed down rules from adult parental figures coupled with support with scolding and spanking me as an agreed matter of course for disobedience and disrespect.
It just works out better this way.
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