As an Adult Baby with lifelong physical and developmenal disabilities, I have been spending a lot of my regression time on the carpeted floor of my living room playing with my toys and watching cartoons.
I mutely have been lying flat on my back today for hours happily staring at the ceiling and shaking one of my baby rattles/teethers and contentedly mouthing it and drooling profusely deeply regressed to early infancy.
I have also regressed to profoundly infantile total cognitive withdrawal inwards and at most engaging in simple infantile “exploration” of my own physical body, including the tactile sensations related to my diaper and anything else physically within reach of my arms and hands.
My only utterances have been simple giggles, little grunts and the monosyllable words, “Ma”, “Da”, and “Ga”.
My profound infantile regressions end via external timer alarms set for preset on the hour times at different times of the day, interspersed with rigidly set times to be in 100% Adult Mode.
Yes.
I am a lifestyle “Little”, who can not give up “being an adult”.