Me & Us

When I was little, my brothers were gone and my parents and I were sitting by the fire and I said “Ah, it’s just me and us.” I still sleep in my parents’ bed sometimes. Although it is taboo, I don’t think there will ever be an age where I stop. It is my warm, calm, safe haven. I am an adult child – a lot of the time too scared to face reality and responsibilities. But the relationship goes both ways; being empty-nesters, my parents often beg me to sleep with them. No matter how problematic it may be, I love the fact that we comfort each other’s emotional anxieties. I love my parents so much.

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