This was when my phobias were at their peak. It got so bad that I not only further regressed Physically into a 1 year old, but also mentally. As that happened, I let out a massive wail of despair. And then, my good old brother, Parker, entered the room. Picking me up, he removed his own diaper and put it on me. As I sniffled, he wrapped me in a blanket and coddled me. Feeling his heartbeat, my fear subsided and eventually returned to normal, giving him a hug that almost broke his ribs.
I wish Parker was real sometimes. If my parents died, he would still be there for me. Sadly, he is not, and who will I rely on for when my parents depart?
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