It has been like, 3 months since I& #39;ve been able to do anything little; at this point I feel more a void than a repression, like it& #39;s just an empty spot.

I don& #39;t live in a situation where I can do the ABDL thing except when home alone. And for three months, there& #39;s been no home alone.

Fuck it, there& #39;s been no *alone* period. And while I love my fam, it& #39;s becoming too much.

Being little has been a release valve for stress for years--not the only one, but a major one. And this is fast becoming the most stressful time of my life and that valve is *GONE*.

This is, I know, a very small thing. This will pass. Either I& #39;ll feel better about the state of affairs, or the state of affairs will improve, or I& #39;ll at least go numb to this particular set of factors. But while waiting for one of those conditions, I& #39;m real unhappy.

Not sure this thread serves any purpose beyond me shouting into the ether, but that& #39;s fine--I just needed to vent *somewhere*. Thanks for reading, hope everyone is doing alright.