When life gets too stressful to handle, you can find me wrapped up in a cocoon of heavy blankets. There is something so comforting about being buried under all that weight, squeezed tightly in my cocoon. I feel safe from everything bad that’s in my life right now; safe from everything bad that’s in my head. Sadly, I can’t stay here forever. I have to pick up my toddler from daycare and be a productive mommy. But these few minutes of sensory input were pure bliss. 

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