Self loathing pt 2

I miss being a kid. Life was so easy. I didn't have to think, I could be as imperfect as I wanted and still be generally liked. I miss when I could cuddle someone or hold their hand without feeling weird. I miss not feeling sad. Sometimes I think back and cry because I want to be a kid. Maybe im an age regressor though I looked into it and it seems unlikely I think. I wish things could be different. That I could be surrounded by a house full of love. Not that my family doesn't love me, just more affectionate. Maybe with both my parents. It sucks that my dad is dead. Maybe that's what's really wrong with me. Maybe I just miss being a kid because I miss my dad.