I don't know about anyone else, but I only feel "little" when my depression/anxiety is giving me a beating.
The main part of "feeling little" for me is in "carving out a bit of 'me' time" where I can relax and not have to worry about any adult worries.
Just a random thought, but the whole idea of "being little again" is associated with the idea of being vulnerable and cared for. I wonder if adults who have issues with emotional/psychological vulnerability might find it psychologically beneficial to "play" with the idea of being vulnerable by "being little"... It's effectively a controlled way to recreate a safe
feeling of vulnerability, without actually making yourself vulnerable in the way that an infant is.
Or maybe it's a way to experience
psychological congruence with internal feelings of vulnerability by acting them out and recreating the vulnerability we felt (or feared) as children...?
TL;DR: I reckon vulnerability and littleness are somehow intertwined.
FirstTimeMommy said:
Is he possibly going something that doesn't even involve me? Like guilt or depression?
If I offended him, I hope to repair it, but I "feel" he is mad enough to just not come back.
This is all new and weird to me. Any ideas?
From what you're saying (and the way you're saying it), it doesn't sound like you've done anything wrong. There's not much you can do about that if he won't even tell you what's going on in his head.
Some people experience "binge and purge cycles", and switch between embracing the feelings of being little, and trying to ignore, repress or deny them. Is it possible your little is undergoing a "purge" phase? Or is he so full-on in his "binge" phase that he (unreasonably) demanded the same kind of instant, undivided attention that an infant would demand? Has he thrown his toys out of the pram because it took you a whole seven minutes to respond to a message, when he wanted you NOW?! Waaaaaa! :dunno:
Obviously I don't know the "ins and the outs" of your relationship, so you're in a better position than I am to figure out what's going on. Just remember that... sometimes it's not your fault. Shit happens.