I realized the other day that small spaces have always been a way I naturally seek comfort in times of high stress, from a very young age. I was always one to do things like camp out under the bed, or squeeze into a closet, even curl up inside an empty chest! Anyplace tiny, confining, and dark helped me feel all safe and cozy, like my world had shrunk enough to be manageable again.
I'm finding this "opposite of claustrophobia" is a significant factor in car living working out for me, and I'm curious to hear whether others here share similar tendencies.
I'm finding this "opposite of claustrophobia" is a significant factor in car living working out for me, and I'm curious to hear whether others here share similar tendencies.