#regressive therapy

[puppys-tiny-space]

🖍️Tips for tinies that struggle with hypersexuality🖍️

First of all it is completely valid and fine to struggle with hypersexuality while regressed or before regressing. This can be for any number of reasons and all of them are okay! It does not make you any less valid or precious. You deserve healing, love and gentleness. I will also be making a post for affirmations to deal with impure regression and hypersexuality.

🧮stop regressing if you need to, if intrusive thoughts or feelings get too much stop regressing, take a break from it, clear your head and calm down🧮

🧃do affirmations, remind yourself that you are precious, your regression is healing, you are clean and deserving of love🧃

🖍️avoid triggers, if you know what triggers hypersexuality try to avoid them extra hard while small, if it is not having close skin contact, not wearing tight close or whatever🖍️

🧮don't be shy to cope, cope however you need to, let out your painful feelings, scream, break things, run or write whatever helps you let it out do it🧮

🧃do not act on it, do not act on intrusive thoughts or feelings no matter how much you think it might help it won't, it won't make them go away it will make it worse🧃

🖍️journal, journal about your feelings, about what hurts and what helps, build skills that work for you, they don't have to be what other people do, it is your healing and nobody else's🖍️

🧃talk it trough, talk about your feelings with somebody, be it a therapist or somebody you trust, you deserve a safe space🧃

🧮teach yourself, teach yourself you do not need to do sexual things to deserve love and kindness, you have a right to gentleness and to being fragile, you don't have to be pure to be loved🧮

🖍️don't compare yourself, comparing yourself with others is never a good idea especially not with this, it might feel like you are alone with this issue but you are not, others struggle with it but most regressors don't talk about it as it's a very personal thing🖍️

Fun fact of the day: you can tell the difference between rocks and fossils by licking them

[coquettecowboy]

The play room is coming along!

[bonnie-the-mutt]

yesterday I had to explain to my caregiver that age regression isn't always fun and sweet and safe.

sometimes it's scary. sometimes it's ugly. sometimes it's impure.

though it can be sweet, ultimately age regression is a coping mechanism. it is a form of therapy. it takes work and energy. agere is how I'm rewiring my brain to know that I'm safe and okay now. it's how I teach myself to be a kid, since I didn't get to be one back then. it isn't always a pretty process. it's overwhelming and exhausting.

and that's okay :). age regression is there for you. you can heal and you can grow. we're all on this journey together.

[runby2]

an old comic i made abt physical trauma healing bc miles didnt have a good childhood so i think phoenix would be supportive of helping him heal that. i remember last year i found out about adult pacifiers and it makes me happy to know it helps a lot of people feel safe again.

[rickybaby]

Daniel in Alex Volkanovski's Aus gp vlog

I still got some fucking some to release [...] I feel like I still need to put my hand through something

[thelunarsystemwrites]

Age regression, a useful coping mechanism.

Long post about agere!

So, it's possible you've seen these things on my blog:

Agere. Petre. Agedre. Petdre. Age regression. Regressor. SFW. All that stuff, but, what does it mean? Well, I'm here to tell you!

So firstly, questions are ALWAYS welcome! Rather in reblogs, comments, or in my ask box, I'm always willing to answer questions about age regression!

Second, if you want JUST the terminology explained, you can find it here!

With that out the way: Age Regression. It's basically mentally reverting back to an eariler age! It's a completely SFW (Safe for work) coping mechanism! Though not all regressors use it as a coping mechanism, some just do it for fun! (Also it's technically a form of dissociation!

Same idea with pet regression, but it's reverting to the mindset of an animal! Kinda like shifts for a therian! (Coming from a therian!)

It's a wonderful thing, though it may not always feel like it. Just like how toddlers for example, might have tantrums, not know how to comprehend big emotions, or feel confused. That can happen in regression too! It can be voluntary or Involuntary. But there's ways to manage that!

Oh, and regression is for EVERYONE! (Any ethnic group, any gender, any identity, nobody is allowed to gatekeep it!)

When you're regressed, it really does feel like you're younger, like things are simple, and such. The levels of how extreme it feels varies from person to person!

But yeah, you mentally become a younger age, can be anything from a baby to a teen!

I do HIGHLY recommend doing it! I highly recommend watching shows you loved as a kid, or kids shows you think you'd enjoy now. I recommend getting in cozy clothes, maybe drinking from a sippy cup/water bottle to feel younger? Colouring, playing games (like minecraft!) Listening to soft music, these things really help me!

I'll admit, it can be scary the first time. But you have to trust your mind, trust that youll be able to become big again (your current mental age) when you need to.

Agere (short for age regression) and petre (short for pet regression) can help you have a childhood you never had, help you process difficult emotions, help heal your inner self and inner child, destress, and lots of other benefits!

And hey, some regressors PREFER to watch shows like Hazbin hotel, like playing games like call of duty, like drawing detailed artwork, like swearing. That's all okay too! You don't even have to use baby/kid stuff or talk/act like a baby/kid to regress! But, I do recommend starting off with that first, as it can help you know what regression feels like! ^^

Another thing, you might be a regressor without even knowing it! Like, have you ever laid in bed, grasping to cuddle anything soft near you—Just wishing you were a kid again, that someone would care for you? Maybe you felt like you were having unreasonable fears, like afraid of growing up, or afraid of the dark. Did the world feel bigger, did you maybe want to have a pacifier, or a stuffy?

That could be Involuntary regression! It's a defense mechanism of the brain, basically trying to process the world by becoming mentally younger to help.

You can learn to help control this, not always, but there's ways to help! Pushing away your regression isn't always a good thing, as often, it comes back stronger.

Instead, I recommend trying to find what makes you feel good or safe while regressed, and finding time to do it once or twice a week! (As long as regression isn't taking over your life/interfering with you as a teen/adult, you can do it a lot more than that! Every day if you want!)

You can watch videos online on how to regress, how to do it in secret if you're not ready/don't want to tell others! (I recommend looking up "Agere" or "How to age regress" or "What's agere?")

Same for pet regression! And another thing, there's something called Agedre (Age dreaming) and Petdre (Pet dreaming)

Again, it's always safe for work! It's basically acting, and wanting to be treated as a certain age/animal. It can help to have someone coddle you, and treat yourself younger, even if you'd rather not regress/can't! It's just as valid as Agere/Petre!

And, the community is huge! Slowly, we're working to normalize this, help spread awareness about mental health, and that regression ISN'T a disorder, it doesn't need to be cured! It's a tool that even some therapist recommended!

And hey, even if it's not for you—Please, don't hurt us who rely on it, or use it for fun. If it makes you uncomfortable? That's fine, even if it's 200% SFW, you're allowed your own safe space and boundaries. But try to understand that, we're not hurting anyone, and we can respect each other without taking away each other's safe spaces.

Thank you for listening, questions are always welcome and encouraged! And I hope this helped! (If you have a question you're afraid to ask, you can ask in my ask box with anon! This is a judgement free space!)

The end! ^^

[cuddlebugzz]

This has been said a lot in the agere space, but I'll say it again, learning is so fun while small! I'm currently learning Spanish, and kid stuff is so useful for vocabulary! I've been listening to songs and stories on YouTube, and it's super fun!

I also really want some baby books - now those are good for vocab!

I just!! Gwahh!! Learning is so fun!!

[tiny-merkitty]

future ghostie therapy room stuffs :3

[fledglingofthestars]

me

[itty-bitty-playhouse]

Oooo yay time to put one of my obsessions into agere stuff cause who's gonna stop me!!! :D Time to show regression in a way I usually don't that's just as helpful!!

I think A.B.A. deserves to regress; she wouldn't admit that or actively try to but she does and I love it.

I know she woke up next to Paracelsus loosely lying on a bed- it's queen-sized cause he's big- and just cuddling with him. They just cuddle while the clingy baby(she says she's still a big girl) babbles about loving Para and how he makes the bad thoughts go away while chewing her nails. Para just lets her babble, occasionally reminding her not to bite them so much, and telling her it's okay.

AND ITS JUST A NORMAL MORNING FOR THEM!! It's not weird and out of the blue; Para definitely doesn't mind or care and A.B.A. would fall asleep again, wake up, make some food, and go out with Para for the day!

[hajihiko]

Even Makoto must have realized that the plan for them retaining their memories via shutdown really came down to nothing more than "HOPE AND MAKE IT WORK SOMEHOW, WE GUESS." I actually had to write a fic to clarify in my own head how they held onto themselves, because let's be real, the ending (rightly) assumed that the player just got swept up in the "fuck yeah!!!!!!!!!" emotion of the ending.

I think Makoto was very much just Doing The Right Thing, like, *not* letting the train run over the small group to save the larger group, because that's who he is

But as for the survivors I think the fact that they recover and rehabilitate comes down to a few key points:

-They got force-booted out of their old way of thinking and acting, which they had gotten very desensitized to, so they got back some of the inherent innocence of being teens (not you Fuyuhiko)

-The memories of Junkos manipulation and their own subsequent actions trickle in slowly (as opposed to hitting like a freight train like in Mikan and Nagitos case) so they have time to process

-They genuinely have a better support net in the abandoned post-apocalyptic island than they did in their school year lives. DR2 has some sad sad backstories and Hope's Peak sucks, living with your best friends who understand your trauma & know what to look out for is a lot more healing

-they just made That Choice, they say that's the most important part in overcoming a bunch of unhealthy stuff

(I am nota bene operating on my own headcanons wherein the hypnotism bs didn't happen)

I think it's a nice theme that anyone can do bad but also anyone can choose to be better :)

[outlandish-dreamer]

I couldn't stop thinking about them, so of course I had to make a fic 😌 (

the credit for the DNI banner goes to @aew-kun-age-regression, I hope it's okay I used it!)

"Quiet your little mind.."

Regressor! Anakin Skywalker and Cg! Obi-Wan <3 Word count: 2775 Read it Ao3 here!

Anakin hated the way missions always seemed to leave him torn inside out, how he’d find himself more on edge and clingy than normal. Especially the inevitable slip that followed a mission spent on his own, not knowing whether or not he’d make it out alive. The young jedi could feel his fears of losing what little he had left, eating him up inside, swallowing him whole until all he could do was spiral. He was terrified of failing not just himself, but the one person he knew would be devastated if he did. His master, and more importantly, the only family he still had, Obi-Wan. 

He knew he was just a student and probably nothing more to the older man, however, that didn’t stop him from looking to Obi-Wan as a lifeboat. His overall calm presence and “welcoming with open arms” demeanor was his light in the dark maze that was Anakin Skywalker. He, no matter how far he felt himself recoil, could always somehow manage to bring Anakin back to reality.  He could trust Obi-Wan, despite everything the two had been through. And now as he faced this journey alone, he could feel his confidence slowly slipping away. He could do this. He had too. But so much of him was telling him that he couldn’t, even as he came home once it was over. 

The man wasn’t really known for staying in his role of just “mentor.” It’s not like he had much time to practice considering he became one on the same day he lost his. Having to learn so much in so little time with a boy who was told to be the “chosen one” made him care more for the other than he thought he would. He was pretty hesitant to leave him to handle certain things on his own, especially with just how vulnerable and almost catatonic he’d be afterward. Almost like he was right back on Tatooine, often getting stuck in those memories and  leaving Obi-Wan helpless as he worriedly tried to bring him back. 

It broke his heart to watch the kid that looked to him with so much trust and hope draw back in fear that he’d relive the same things by his master’s hand. The widened state of panic and almost childlike plea for mercy that it would stop burned itself deep into the recesses of Obi-Wan’s mind. Among many, many  others, he could never forget that look. Somehow always seeing it whenever he was alone or his student was away. In those moments, it felt almost like an omen of misfortune, like something terrible was just bound to happen if he didn’t act now.

Not that he’d believe it at first, but what he didn’t know was that for once, his over-anxious mind was right. 

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Anakin made his way through the outskirts of the village, his hood covering his face with only one plan and goal on his mind. To get home. He was so caught up in his thinking as he walked through the street that he didn’t notice the large looming figure he almost walked headfirst into. Looking up, he saw the wrinkled eyes of the Chancellor looking at him with a fond, almost twisted expression, it wasn’t one of disgust as he suspected it would’ve been, but one more of pleasure, probably malice if he thought long enough about it. He tensed up in caution, not really wanting to interact with the older one. He doesn’t really hate the man since he didn’t know much about him, but there was just something off about him that made Anakin’s skin crawl. Most likely because he’s just generally creepy, however, a small part of him felt it was because he took an interest in Anakin. Whatever it was, he shook it away and nodded curtly. Trying to be polite but also not wanting to prolong the interaction longer than he had to. 

“What a nice surprise to see you finally let out from your cage, young jedi. I almost thought they’d sent you away.” The Chancellor humored with a smirk. Looking down at the boy, he could sense the discomfort from inside him. He sniffed shortly and lowered his eyebrow. “What’s got you out here so late? I figured your master would have a coronary if he noticed you out after dark.” 

“No need to worry sir.” Anakin brushed off, shaking his head. “I’m heading back there just now actually.”

“I’m sure you are.” Palpatine rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, looking off to the side. He turned back towards Anakin and returned his malicious smile. “I can see your power has greatly increased, what a nice surprise considering who’s been training you. I’ve been meaning to speak with you on that, there’s much you still aren’t aware of, I’m afraid. Has he been treating you well?” 

The boy raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help himself from frowning. What was the old man going on about? Anakin knew Palpatine trusted Obi-Wan just as little as the other trusted him, but did he really have to bring him into this? He shook his head in disagreement and retaliated. “I’ve been just fine.” He bit out and cringed at how defensive he sounded. Clearing his throat, he sounded more professional and collected. “I’ve learned plenty at the moment, but I really do need to be going. Maybe some other time?” 

The Chancellor wrinkled his eyes in disgust with an ugly, almost defeated look at the boys’ immediate dismissal. He turned to leave and just before tucked his hand underneath Anakin’s chin. Lifting it up so he was looking into his eyes, albeit a bit forcefully. “Fine then.  But I will not be ignored, Anakin.” He glowered and leaned in to where he was barely an inch from the other’s face. A sadistic gleam in his eye. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer, whether through both physical and actual Force. “Do I make myself clear?” 

Anakin swallowed at the sudden movement and nodded quickly. Internally he was panicking, but he wasn’t going to let the other man know that. His anxiety was already running rampant before their whole interaction. Now with the Chancellor basically obligating him to agree, it’s so much worse than he could’ve imagined. He just wanted to leave. To run. So much so that once he agreed, he almost sighed in relief when the grip on his chin loosened. 

Palpatine let the boy go and nodded in approval, patting him on the shoulder proudly before leaving. And just as quickly as he’d appeared, he was gone. Anakin stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds. The gesture made him feel even weirder now that he was alone. “What was he supposed to do with that?” He wondered as he stumbled back and unsteadily continued on his way home. If there was one thing for certain after that, it was that he was right about the Chancellor. The creep factor wasn’t just in his head. 

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Anakin could feel the panic rising in his throat those last few miles. The mission was weighing down on him much more than before with the added pressure of his encounter. He could feel himself slipping, like he couldn’t even think anymore. Everything was just too big, too scary, too much for him to handle anymore. It was suffocating. It was dark and he was alone and nothing felt right. He can’t do this. He can’t, he can’t, he- 

He finally reached Temple and walked inside slowly; struggling to keep himself from slumping onto the floor and calling it a day. He could tell something was off. Shuddering, his breath starts catching and he feels like he’s about to cry. “Force, please no. What now?”  He thought as he tried to reach out to his master’s force signature. He’d know what to do. However, once he did, he realized that the off thing was right there. Obi-Wan wasn’t home. Normally he wouldn’t have been so concerned, but right now, it was the final thing it took for the dam to break. Curling up in his bed, he let the break down finally come. Tears falling down his flushed cheeks and being caught by his pillow, he clumsily ran his sleeve across his messed-up face. A small whimper escaped his throat as he tried to choke back a sob. He didn’t want to be alone, at least, not anymore. All he wanted was Obi-Wan. If only he were here, he’d know what to do.

Obi-Wan could sense that something was wrong. He hadn’t heard from his Padawan in a while and was starting to worry. He was supposed to be coming back today, but he hadn’t made it home yet. Once it started to get dark and he could feel that same darkness growing in the force, he went to look for where he could be. He figured he’d let him know if he made it back to the Temple, and he was about to ask over his comm when he realized where he was. And just as soon as he had left, he found out the boy did get home. That wasn’t the problem though. The darkness he’d felt before wasn’t external, it was internal. Which meant that Anakin had to have slipped or worse, regressed entirely. 

After most of his sobs subsided, Anakin whined out feeling more drained than anything, his face blotchy and raw from rubbing at it. He exhaled shakily and was startled for a moment at the sound of footsteps approaching from beyond the hallway. Too tired to even pay attention, he was only brought out of his stupor by a soft voice calling out. “Anakin..?” It couldn’t be...could it? He lifted his head and sure enough, it was.

“Oh Anakin, my boy,” Obi-Wan murmured softly as he stood in the doorway, not sure if his student recognized or remembered him in this state. He looked a mess, the poor kid’s face rubbed raw, if he’d have been anyone else he would’ve deemed it pitiful and turned a blind eye. But he wasn’t.Obi-Wan moved closer towards the bed and reached out for him, almost falling over when Anakin reached back with a shocking amount of strength.  

“Master..” Anakin blurted out clumsily as he clambered into his master’s outstretched arms. Sniffing back tears, he wiped his face on robes that seemed much too big for him now. He pitifully buried his face into the crook of his neck and hugged him back with as much force as the little could. Which wasn’t a lot, but still enough to concern the other. 

“Ani,” He whispered back, combing his hand through the boy’s mess of hair. He thanked Force that he didn’t pull or turn away, an uncommon yet pleasant surprise from Anakin. “I’m here, my padawan. I’ve got you.” He cooed gently, rocking them back and forth. “How long had he been on his own when this happened?” the man wondered. He sounded terrible. All shuddery and ragged. Eyes widening, he grimaced as he realized that it was partly because of him, for not being there when he needed him sooner. 

Anakin didn’t care about that though. He was just happy to be back where he felt the most safe. That he was here and he was real and that he would be okay. Nothing, no Order, no Chancellors, would get to him now. Not while Obi-Wan was around. Shakily, he pulled away from the hug and hung his head not meeting the other’s gaze, his eyes glassy and apologetic. “‘M sorry, Master.”

“Oh Anakin, whatever for?” Obi-Wan breathed out, brushing a strand of hair from his face. “You have nothing to be sorry about, I saw you while you were away. You did everything just right. Just like I taught you and you were so brave.” The man encouraged with a twinkle in his eye, turning to meet the young one’s face so he could see that he truly meant it. 

“N..no. No-! M’ not brave if M’ a big baby afterwards.” The other shook his head. That wasn’t the only thing though. The real thing he was apologizing for happened right after. “M’ sorry about the...the..” He struggled with getting the words out. Frustrated, he pointed out the window hoping Obi would understand what he meant. “Him.”

He was a bit confused and turned to see what he was pointing at. "The city..? Oh, now I see.”  He nodded in realization. He meant Palpatine but didn’t know how to say it. Quickly discouraging that, he shook his head as well. “You don’t have to apologize for that either, little one. He approached you, and even if it were the other way around, you weren’t meaning to do anything wrong. It’s his fault for preying on you while you were trying to get home.” Obi-Wan reassured, pulling Anakin closer to him. It wasn’t unusual for him to get like this, worried over the smallest of things in the fear that it would upset or disappoint his master. It was one of the few things that carried over from his regular self to now. Before he could start again, Obi-Wan thought about it for a moment and began coolly in a way that he could understand. 

“You know, I think your mind plays these little tricks on you into believing you’re doing something wrong. They make you believe that you messed up or upset someone, even when you didn’t or weren’t meaning to.  They do to all of us. Even me.” He admitted. “But, that doesn’t mean it’s true. Does that make any sense?” 

Anakin let his words sink in for a moment. Biting on the nail of his thumb, he nodded slowly. “Yea..” He didn’t completely understand what he was talking about, but it did make a little bit of sense when the man explained it. 

“Good!” Obi-Wan praised gently. He shifted so that the boy sat in his lap, wide-eyed and hanging onto what he was saying. Even if he didn't know and  was just listening because he liked the sound of it, he was glad he had his attention on something else. Obi-Wan continued. “Because of that, we have to listen to the rational part of our brains. What we should try to do though is find a way to calm those thoughts and keep them away. It’s healthy to have them occasionally, it’s only natural. But all the time is when it gets scary and can leave even the strongest person in a panic.” He gestured towards Anakin. “So, you don’t need to be afraid, dear heart. And you most certainly don’t need to be sorry. Do you understand?” 

Anakin nodded and closed his eyes, leaning into Obi-Wan’s chest. He was right, he always seemed to know. He could brush away even the smallest of fears with a gentle hand and without judgment.  After his anxiety had dissipated and the events of the day caught up to him, he yawned as sleep slowly crept in. “Missed you..” He whispered, his voice cut off by a yawn. “...Master.”

“I missed you too, young one.” Obi-Wan murmured and rested his hand on the back of his padawan’s head. He knew how much he did, and he missed him too, much more than the younger could understand. And if the kid that was practically falling asleep in his arms was anything to go by, Obi-Wan knew he could see just how much he had as well. Carefully, he picked him up and moved to lay him down underneath his covers. Just before he was about to fall asleep though, the young jedi whispered barely audibly. 

“Th’nk you, Obi. For everything. G’night.” And as soon as he felt Obi-Wan’s arm around him, he turned towards him and fell asleep. As much as he hated himself for it, the amount of love and care his master showed him made it all worth it when he was small. He knew he’d never hate or hurt him for it. He loved him. No matter the distance or how far Anakin would get lost in his head, he still did.  

“Of course, and you don’t need to thank me.” Obi-Wan whispered and wrapped his arm around the boy’s barely awake form. When he felt him move and rest against his chest, he ran his free hand along his back. “I love you. Sleep well, Ani..” 

And before long, sleep came to him as well. In the peaceful night, nothing else mattered to the sleeping pair. Nothing else, but each other. 

******* Thank you so much reading and let me know what you think if you want to! this idea just would not leave me alone, so you have been warned lol

[sillyrainbowpup]

More physical therapy with my support buddy!

[tamagotchikgs]

my sister wants to go to the fair again n i cant and everyone is mad at me for it n i already felt guilty for not doing it n i just . stuck in my room in a ball crying n shaking & squeezing myself as tight as i can 2 make it all stop

[astrologicalz]

I really want a doll house!

[pvremichigan]

Whoopsie time