very fascinated by so many people being apprehensive to sleeping with someone else … maybe it’s a cultural thing. i slept next to my mom (or my dad when my mom had to work overnight) until i was probably 10/11? so i find someone else’s weight (shifting and all) super comforting.
nowadays in my modern gay life sleeping next to my gf is some of the best sleep of my life every time, and the same for her i think since we can comfort each other if we happen to have bad dreams or intrusive thoughts.