The acceptance and unconditional love that Charlotte has for George in this show is one of the most romantic things I’ve seen on film, but it comes at a cost. I appreciate that the show didn’t shy away from showing how being a George’s primary emotional support system and eventual caretaker took a toll on her relationship with her children. Without proper medication and doctors who actually knew how to treat him George relied on Charlotte greatly and as his condition worsened I imagined that increased. It wasn’t George’s fault that he was ill and despite his illness he was a loving husband and brought a lot of joy to Charlotte’s life so she never regrets her decision to stay with him. At the same time Charlotte is only human so between being a wife (and sometimes emotional caretaker), being a queen and being a mother something had to give. I know the show wasn’t completely historically accurate, but I think it touched on a lot of very real dynamics and experiences that will resonate with many people.

Grabbing the tissues for this. I cannot make it thru without crying no matter how many times I've watched the "under the bed" scene

I can't cry to save my life, but man, I shed a tear during: "Your line will live on." "OUR line." "Yes, our line will live on." "You did not go over the wall?" 😭

This scene made me cry so bad. I've never seen love and mental illness depicted so tenderly.

I love to see non-horror representation for people with psychosis and related mental illnesses. It really wears on you, when the only people you see in media who share your label are monsters, murderers and freaks. Not often you see a TV show or movie presenting someone with psychosis as someone who is frightened, a bit confused, but ultimately worthy of love.

This series hit me especially hard. I discovered I had a seizure disorder literally the day after my first kiss with my husband. I did everything I could to make the man leave me. I didn't want to make him face so much uncertainty, and I was hit with the knowledge that having children would be dangerous, if not deadly. Still, he stayed, he married me, and he's been by my side for 13 years now. I've undergone multiple surgeries, alcohol addiction, a head-on collision with a truck, and a number of other horrible things that should have made him walk away, but he stayed. My person is my husband and my 'under the bed' has become our fan-den.

The "Come hide from the heavens when me" gets me everytime. The pure love and act of reaching out instead of having to ask because sometimes you're so lost you can't. Its so beautiful

I love the transition and the symbolism of these scenes. The under the bed moments are the foundation of their marriage.

I loved this series where I couldn't get into the other Bridgerton story lines. Years ago I moved out of the "master" bedroom and into the smallest room of the house. I decorated it to suit me. My family named it The Sanctuary. Seven years later (and nine years ago) my husband died. I now have run of the whole house, but The Sanctuary is where I feel safe and protected and at home. I don't have an under-the-bed person other than myself, but I am optimistic about someone with whom I have a very strong connection. He has "issues" and people are not going to understand "us" but when I watched this series I particularly loved the last under-the-bed scene. I felt that my decision to bring this person with issues into my life was validated as I am perfectly willing - committed - to meeting him where he is.

“You did not go over the wall” 😭 this show was so good and always makes me bawl

This ending broke me. I can't watchbit without crying my eyes out. It reminds me so much of my grandparents. They were married for 65 years, and my grandfather suffered from dementia and Alzheimer's and had been declining for the past 7 years. He sometimes remembered things, especially about their younger years, and would say the sweetest things to my grandma. Other times he was like George and in his own world and didn't know anything else but that. There were good days and bad days. But in the end, my grandpa always kissed her and even though he may not have remembered everything, he always said thank you. She never left him. It truly was a "you did not go over the wall" under the bed situation. He sadly passed away in back in July, a couple of weeks before my son was born, his 10th great grandchild.

For those of us with medical conditions, I can relate to trying to force the one I love to leave. I especially appreciated your advice that this should not be my decision, but it’s hard when you love them and want the best for them. You know you can’t be the best for them.

Queen Charlotte was such a pleasure to watch and I'm so glad they made it. The love they shared was just so beautiful. And the under the bed scenes were just beautiful.

Thanks for covering this series Jono! I really liked the depiction of mental illness and how loved ones can make a huge difference…

I actually felt validated when you said that you can be your own under the bed person, so thank you for that. During my life I have learned I can only rely on myself and while at times this was awful, especially when I faced sexual abuse as a child but I am incredibly strong now and have learned through counselling and a lot of self education and work on myself how to overcome the ongoing issues that arise from this. I am actually happy that I had no one to help me through it as it has made me an incredibly optimistic and capable woman. I know that I will make it through whatever life throws at me. As for my under the bed place it is meditation and art. When I am at my most triggered or overwhelmed or in the grips of my complex PTSD I withdraw to my computer to make digital art or I use meditation to calm myself. Music is also good. Anyways these are my under the bed answers. Thank you so much for therapising Bridgerton 😊

OK fine, I’ll watch Bridgerton again and I’ll cry because of you.😭😭😭

I didn't realize until now, I no longer have an under the bed place and I have been abandoning myself as my under the bed person. I want to work on being better at that.

OK I'm balling my eyes out. These scenes always get me, they're so beautiful and bittersweet. And to think the baby is the future Queen Victoria

Before I got proper support and treatment for my OCD, I hid/downplayed my symptoms to basically everybody out of shame. Then a few years ago my anxiety reached the level of psychosis and I ended up in the psych ward for a couple of months. And NOBODY judged me. I had so much support during that time (and since, when I still need it), but beyond the overt shows of support I was more shocked by how... CASUALLY everyone took it. It was like, "Oh, look, you're out of the hospital! Just on a weekend pass? Well, it's good weather for it!" and then later, "How's your recovery? Feeling okay today? That's great! More tea?" Everybody treating my OCD as normal and okay (even on bad days) has been life-changing for me. I still prioritize relying on myself and my medical team for support, but I know I can be transparent about my experience and people will still like, love, and accept me -- and that when I do need their help, they'll be there. And that's EVERYTHING.

Makes me cry. EVERY. TIME.

I came to this series late. I saw one of your other reviews and sat down to finally watch Queen Charlotte 👸🏽. I LOVED the series. Beautiful story telling. I would love it if you could look at NBCs new show called Found. There's some interesting things going on in that show. It's about a woman who starts a firm who looks for missing people who aren't covered in the media. The main character is motivated by the fact that she was abducted as a teen and held for a year only to have to rescue herself. But the twist is that she finds him when as an adult and is holding him captive in her basement. I would love for you to review their dynamic.

This whole story of Queen Charlotte and King George really warmed my heart and hit me right in the feels. As for a spot or person for me that would be "under the bed", I'd say for me, that's always been a relationship with God and Jesus Christ. I've not always been able to open up to people (still struggling with it, but working on it) and to share a vulnerable side of myself so talking to God who already knows my heart is comforting. When my grandfather (who had a large part in raising me) passed away 4 years ago, I took it very hard and moved away from my "under the bed" refuge and felt very, very alone. Remembering that isolating feeling is important to kind of remind myself that it's not weak of me to need to lean on God or those around me, and much like Charlotte wants to be there for George, there are also people who want to be there for me too; all I have to do is let them. So yeah, that was my long-winded way of saying my "under the bed" person is more spiritual but I'm working on letting someone close to me emotionally to also be that person. If nobody's told you yet today, you're loved, you're worthy of that love and you are exactly where you need to be

That moment under the bed, after he couldn't make the speech, made me cry because I knew exactly how he felt, and it was conveyed so realistically that it hurt. I've been for years in therapy for various reasons, but despite getting incredibly better, I could never get completely rid of my social anxiety which haunts me to this day. However I remember a few years back I had a time I was feeling great, very optimistic and sure that I was out of the tunnel finally...I always wanted to do teather and never did because of the anxiety, but I finally felt confident that I could. So I tried...went to the first lesson...and after the first few exercises, which I found extremely hard because of how vulnerable they made me feel...I blanked out, mind empty... started crying, then had a panic attack, first one after years... then a second one after which I gathered my stuff and ran home. There I had my third one. I was so mortified, I felt so defeated that I couldn't get up for days. Years of therapy felt like fresh paint that washed off like nothing, and I was broken. " There's no better. There is no cure. This is who I am." Those words are exactly what I told my doctor soon after, but I will thank her for eternity for proving me wrong! I never got completely rid of my social anxiety, but I did learn to manage it better, and it has made my life a lot easier.

What a lovely video. 😊 For the safe space, that would be the bathroom with any book alone. Helps decompress after a long day at work or doing errands.

Damn it I haven't even watched the show and I ended up crying and sobbing, it's so sad and beautiful, I want to experience a love like that

This hit really hard. When you asked who is your safe person/ under the bed person I burst into tears. For me it was my grandmother. She passed in 2019. I could literally tell her anything. She never judged me and loved me unconditionally. I've since turned to therapy and also had to become my own under the bed person. It's hard some days but I make video journals and seek therapy when I desperately need support. Thank you for showing how we can become that person for ourselves.

I just love that Charlotte meets George where he is

I don’t really have a “under the bed person”. However, I do have an “under the bed” place, which is the forest, I just feel safest there, or inside of my closet if there are no forests.

I think this place and this person doesn’t have to be the same every time! Last time I had a very rough emotional episode I got out of a bad place by writing a long text about where I am emotionally and posting it on my private channel! Didn’t know I could be my own under-the-bed person, but turns out I can, it actually made me feel better! usually I’d talk to my best friend, but this time I couldn’t for an important reason. And I feel more and more that if I don’t give love and acceptance to myself, then nobody can really help me, I’m proud that I’m taking steps towards being my own comforting person )

I love how you summed the Charlotte's situation at the end. It's beautiful, and as someone who is there own someone, it made me feel valid. Thank you.

I wonder if Alan cried as hard as I did at this scene 😭

My “under the bed place”, is in the shower. I have secondary depression and anxiety and sometimes I get overwhelmed with stress and emotions. I find taking a break, taking a breath and having a shower really helps. I allows me to not think about anything, it helps me feel warm, the only sound is the water, I can lock myself away from everyone and everything and be alone. It helps me to ground myself when I am in an emotional, depressive or anxious state as well as helping to remind myself that I am ok, that I am allowed to have these feelings, and that whatever is going on in my life isn’t going to cause any world ending harm. So I guess my “under the bed person” is myself, treating myself as I would my best friend. And I would gladly give that advice to anyone, talk to yourself just like you would if your friend was in your situation. That they (you) are aloud to feel upset, they (you) will get through it and will find happiness again. Live your best life my friends! ❤

I loved these scenes with them. It does take its toll on her, and other relationships. But that she does not "go over the wall" to escape at any point is so, so beautiful. While I never tried to actually go over the wall, or have gone under the bed with my spouse, I know the strength as well as the difficulty and emotional pain that takes, and where you do give up other things to be able to be there for them.

I’m learning to be my own “under the bed person”. I still turn to others for emotional support when it’s needed, but I’m done with all the years of self-loathing I wasted my life on. I just want to feel good and be happy, and I want to be able to love myself. Anyway, loved the video, keep up the good work 👍

I’d be interested to see him breakdown Meredith and Christina from Grey’s Anatomy. They’re each other’s “under the bed” person

There's a couple of things I do when I'm overwhelmed, about to have a panic attack, or when I'm unable to fall asleep. I find a quiet corner or a comfy chair after I grab my crochet hook my yarn and my pattern and just start counting stitches.

I loved watching this series for the way it portrayed mental illness and the impact of severe mental illness on a relationship. My brother has bipolar disorder with psychosis and we could never as a family get him to get treatment consistently. Paranoia made him fear me and my sisters. My mother felt responsible and my father thought that this was weakness that he could just decide to jettison if he really wanted to. It was only after he self medicated with street drugs to bring himself out of a manic psychotic episode and ended up with a brain injury that we could finally help him. Now he has the best life possible with the right medication and loving support from his sisters and one of his brother’s in law but at what a cost. We need to find better ways to deal with mental illness in our society.

This is a fantastic series, thank you for therapizing Queen Charlotte, would you be willing to look into Lady Danbury across the main series and her youth in Queen Charlotte?

I am remarkably lucky. My under the bed person is my adult daughter. We have worked hard these past 44 years, the full span of her life, forging that relationship, overcoming mental illness on both sides, but more importantly a shared illness and chronic pain. We are both zebras in that we have a very rare genetic disease that we share. To have given birth to my soulmate, my best friend, seems impossible, scandalous almost, and yet powerful and breathtakingly fortunate. I fear when I pass which will be soon, I am comforted in knowing that her under the bed person other than myself is her husband, her soulmate, and as well as her best friend that lives nearby. So I know that these two people will be there under the bed with her when I am gone. People these days often find themselves alone and suffering from loneliness. Finding your under the bed person is even more important these days than it ever has been before.

What's your opinion on what we see of her parenting methods in the scenes with her children? Especially the one where she gives her third son William advice on love and marriage minutes before he gets married?

My 'under the bed' place is my desk, it's a corner desk, with a view of my enclosed backyard. I have my laptop, I have my books, and my notebooks as well. I can turn my back on the world, and just sit in the corner and let my racing mind go blank. And when I'm at my worst, when i've spent too much time there, hiding, my best friend just has this prenatural sense, I swear, she comes in, and sits on the bed across my desk and talks to me. Just about random stuff, until whatever I've been repressing just comes out. And she'll listen to me while I'm finally talking/crying about all the things that are bugging, all the things I pretend aren't bugging me and don't matter, and she tells me my feelings are valid, and then gives me terrible advice. I love her, but her advice is terrible. Heck, maybe she does it on purpose to make me laugh. Either way, her support, or even just knowing that no matter what I have her support, makes life a little easier for me to bear when I'm in my dark place.

This! My sister and I both hid under the bed whenever my parents used to fight. To me, it's such a realistic place to go hide from problems.

My safe place (with myself) is out in the woods surrounded by trees and a stream nearby, where I don’t hear any cars or peoples noises. Just me and the grandness of nature. I related to this series a lot, especially during this past summer when my fiancé had a very long and terrible bipolar manic episode, something I had never seen before and was not prepared for. I felt lost, angry, sad, helpless, and I found myself alone for almost four months. I would go and see him after weeks, only to be turned away like Charlotte was when she went to see George in his observatory. I filled my days, filled with trying to come up ways to help while also keeping myself from falling apart. Closer to the end, when he stopped pushing me away, I latched on and took control of the situation, and became his safe person as he fought his demons until they all left for good. These four and a half months taught me strength and resilience and showed me how much stronger I was capable of loving, even though 99% of the time I was alone. Mental illness is no easy feat, but it’s possible to endure even the hardest most crippling of times. He has told me I’m his safe place many times, that I ground him, and I’m glad he’s aware that he cannot be my safe place when he isn’t well. We all need to take care of ourselves even if we have a safe person.

Awww. That was sooo beautiful! I'm literally my own "in my bed" person. Bed is cosy, warm, soft and safe and full of thick blankets and some emotional support stuffed animals that I've kept since childhood. Most importantly, as a person with AD(H)D brain + physical challenges, bed is the place where can ca concentrate in my internal live, without having to worry about physical damage 😅. Aka no bruises or pulled muscles and the likes, cause I was too hyper-focused internally, to monitor what my physical body is up to!

I've found my "under the bed" person, and he actually helped me get better when I was down, not by himselt tho. I started my therapy two months before we started dating and it was a long, sometimes hard process, I had a lot of work in it but his patience and empathy clearly helped a lot in it. With him I had the experience of safety and affection that I struggled to believe in. I am so released to have this video because his workplace just moved out of the city we live in, so I literally have the situation when your "under the bed" person is only there for you in half (or less or 2 out of 5) of the times, it is hard and impossible without self-love and resilience but love and support survives it! I really needed this video, it helped me to not feel alone with this problem and cry a bit by myself, for myself.... I'm probably just very emotional because I'm too tired to function (I struggle with sleeping alone) but this show lights the process, thank you mended light☀️💖🌺

“Be your own anchor.” -Melissa McCall.

This seen is so beautiful that I SOBBED the first time I watched it. Watching it back, I’m still crying. The acceptance and unconditional love is just so beautiful. My partner is my “under the bed person”. He doesn’t always know what to say, but he’s always there for me 🥰

God is my under the bed person….my perfect loving father when my human relationships are failing….he will always be there for anyone who needs him and i know he will never fail me

I don’t think I’ve found my under the bed place, yet. Hopefully one day. Dressing up, dressing well, that does help, I guess mine atm are items not a place.

I❤ Bridgeton & Queen Charlotte (This Prequel Show!)

My 'under the bed' is me laying on the floor listening to music. Sometimes getting up and just dancing with the songs if needed.

I often vent to myself about my problems and talk about struggles to myself. I used to do it because I had no one to talk and my conversations with myself were usually imagined conversations with people I wanted to talk to. I did it so much that when people talked about going to the person you share everything thing with it made me feel weird because I was alone and didn’t have anyone to talk to but sometimes I wouldn’t feel alone or I would for a moment forget that I didn’t have person I went to. Now I do have people I talk to friend’s, family, and my therapist. I still imagine conversations with people and talk to myself when I am alone though. I always thought it was weird and sad that I would just talk to myself and share my struggles and problems in my imagined conversations and I thought it was a bad thing. Until I saw this. When you talked about being our own under the bed person I realized that I was my own under the bed person. You made me realize that what I do is ok and not something to worried or ashamed of. Thank you.

My under the bed is literally under the covers it’s gonna sound sad …. More than likely pathetic but I stick all my stuffed animals under the covers arrange them in a circle so they form a wall with a gap for me to lay in the middle and I literally pull the covers over so it looks like a roof or den I tend to do that when anxiety gets the better of me or I’m in a dark place , can relate to George this has hit on a very sore point for me I wanna thank you for your encouragement for me and others to open up Jono 😢☮️💚💔

When I saw the Saprea commercial, just having watched you guys for awhile, I wondered whether the organization might be connected to Tim Ballard somehow, so I looked into the company. I’m happy to say they seem to be opposed to the narrative Ballard presents about how child s trafficking occurs and are working to provide real support and solutions to the vast majority of cases of CSA. And I’m sure they would be opposed to the very many horrific and serious allegations against him right now. I just thought I would post this in case others are wondering about it.

My “under bed person” is my cat. He is always there for me and senses when I have bad days with my mental health.

Please make a video about the TV show Fringe.

I thought I was done sobbing over this series and this scene 😭😭😭

My husband IS my husband because first he was my under the bed person. And my under the bed place is in a sunbeam, on the couch, by our front. And I am in a similar ish situation, though roles reversed. When I went out to convince my friend to be my now husband I did not have the numerous medical issues I have now. I took run into the head space of encouraging him to leave, for his happiness, but he does not climb the wall...he stays. It's hard though, feeling like I lied to him, even though neither of us were aware of current issues. But all I want is for him to be happy. I do my best.

My safe space used to be the boiler cupboard where I really couldn't fit. X'D I would hide in there if there was a knock on the door or something similar unexpected. I must have looked absolutely ridiculous, lol! Now I know I can choose not to answer and I feel safe enough to actually do it most of the time, with my dog alongside.

Omgg I’m dead I always cry at this scene

In moments where I am completely overstimulated (when I feel like every sensory input is just to much to a level that light, sounds, smells etc seem to physically hurt) , my safe place is in my bedroom (shutters down), lying in my bed, half on the side, beyes closed and my forehead down on the mattrass. Sometimes I rub my front head up and down on it, because these moments tend to come with headaches and that helps a little. About feeling panicky, I have yet to find a place to help me then.... I had panick attacks as teenager in school. Then I would lock myself in toilet cabin. The problem was that I got more and more panicky, being afraid to come out again and face the strange looks. Then time passed, and when the bell rang for the next school lesson, the other students would have left, but going to my class too, arriving late... impossible. So I wanted to flee home, but I knew my mother would be terribly angry and my sister pick on me about it (again). She would also yell on me on the phone when I called her from the toilet in despair. Some terrible memories. Most of all the feeling of it... I haven't even watched the series, but George is so lucky to have someone at his side in this hell of a situation. And in his life. And damn can I relate to him feeling like he does not deserve that. I don't have an "under the bed person" I'm afraid, neither is this myself... I'm pretty alone after all. I bought myself an 24inch doll a few years ago. Not quite a real reborn one (I could never afford one of those), but really cute. She's a girl named Shaya and she gets cuddled and kissed a lot when I feel the need to. I am in therapy though, but the talks with my psychiatrist are usually once a week and sheduled. The only emergency possibility for me would be a hotline that has been vakant due to organisatory problems since about november (yes, I know because I tried a few times over the christmas/year's end holidays). And it's the only one. I'm not doing well, but it's okay.

My under the bed place was the stables and my under the bed person was "my" horse ❤ Then I moved away from home and now I am trying to find such a place again

Not me crying AGAIN! 😢

crying 😢

I go to quiet spaces where I can just be alone. I do it at work, I do it at home, at school, everywhere, everyday. That’s where I can breathe again and let the tension roll off so I can face the day.

Ever thought of doing 'One Piece'? The anime and the live action? I think you'd find a lot of things to talk about there - optimism, confidence, bravery to go for what you want, feeling like you owe someone your life, wondering if you deserved to have been born at all, working through grief and loss, being a chronic liar, basing your life on a promise, loneliness, guilt, your beliefs vs the people you care about, knowing when to walk away and when to fight, what's the line between tough love and physical abuse, trauma, gaslighting, determination to go through with a decision/dream no matter what else is going on around you. We have all of that in the anime, and in one season of the live action we've seen a third of that so far with other seasons to tell show us the rest. I'd love to get your opinion on the characters throughout the seasons.

I love when George says "Edward is going to be a father?" with joy all over his face. Charlotte is preoccupied with ensuring a clear, long line of succession (understandably so-- the whole country's future depended on it), that she has set aside any personal joy about her son becoming a parent. George, on the other hand, has relied on Charlotte and their children as his anchor, so he is overjoyed one of his children will get to experience that. (To be fair, Charlotte may also not care about Edward being a dad because he has already fathered children, or that George is amazed because he cannot keep track of time/how old his children are. But I prefer to think that George is excited that his son will get to experience fatherhood)

My under the bed was a fifth floor balcony situated at the junction of five roads.It was such a free space that it calm down my mind.Unfortunately that balcony is gone, so is my peace of mind. My under the bed person will be one of my cousin, myself and KZfaq, your channel and cinema therapy included.I try to draw strength to be empathetic to others and try to see thir point of view or in general pov that is unlike mine, to see if there is something that I can do to play the situations differently.Some times it, works some times doesn't. But, meanwhile, I get to grow a bit and sometimes that's enough. I am a huge procrastinator. So, this pushes help me sometime

Loved this video! But nothing showed up when you pointed at the end

I think it's basically agreed now that George had some form of bipolar but that he also suffered from dementia later in life.

I was hoping you’d do those scenes. I have BPD, depression, anxiety, CPTSD. I go to therapy and have made great strides, but there are days, times, situations where I am not my best. Where I’m so emotionally unstable that I am not functional for myself or my partners. I write. I take myself away into my fantasy worlds where I can explore and work through what’s happening in ways that feel safe and cathartic. When it’s too overwhelming for even that, I grab a blanket and crawl into my closet because it’s warm, dark, small, and there’s almost no stimulation. I listen to soft music, or a meditation video to help stop my panic attack and sleep, to give myself a chance to calm down and process. Right now I’m trying to be my own support person. I have people who have offered, but I’m in a place where I would rather deal with those things on my own, and my partners help me return to ordinary life when I’ve come out. To just see me for the man they love and allow me to return and do my best even though I may have needed a few hours to wrestle my demons.

I don’t cry at shows or movies okay, like literally ever. That being said, this show makes me sob like a fucking baby every single time. Can’t even watch a reaction video of it 😂😭

This series set my expectations back onto a healthy level. Where I would go for peace is on my roof. Not that I recommend that. It's just in a familiar place (well... ON. Because... my roof.) and I get to look at the stars. Sometimes it's a good game to see how many meteors I can spot while looking, listening to some music. It's a great getaway. AGAIN. Don't--go onto your roof unless you used to be a curious child like me. (

She doesn’t see George as a man lost in his psychosis 3/4 of the time…. She sees the man she married … ❤

Interestingly I am very lucky person and I have three such happy calm places. One with my partner in our couch and cozy blanket, one with my best friend in his or my car and one by myself curled up with my favourite books. I loved this series even though I didn't really enjoy the original Brighton series.

People have made comments before about how either sad and lonely OR great and healthy is (depends on the person), that my 'under the bed person' is me. Long story short: since my teens I've been afraid of my emotional well-being being reliant exclusively on other people or just external sources. I make it a priority to feel happy and healthy and validated just for being me. Now as an adult my 'under the bed place' has basically turned into my whole apartment. I've always wanted to be able to host friends and family for meals and stuff: but I feel safer when my space is wholly MY SPACE. I don't have to shove all my messiness (figurative and sometimes literal) into even one room or one corner. This CAN sometimes turn into unhealthy self-isolation, but I've made a point to develop coping skills and habits that keep me out there and not alone. Don't worry though: I've got friends who see and accept me :)

My under the bed person is actually not a person but my dog

My under the bed place is on the back of my horse. Sounds strange but I have terrible anxiety and the only time my mind lets me be at peace is when I sit in that saddle and it's just me and my boy. And my horse has this way of knowing that if I cant decide where to go, he makes the decision for me and always gets me home safe (proven as I had a concussion and forgot how to get home but he got me home anyway!) for once I don't have to be the one to make all the decisions. My heart horse has got me. Never left my side when I had a nasty fall (not his fault) I think ive realised that he is my under the bed person too🤭🤍

Hey, Jono! Could you do a video on Sanditon? It has 3 seasons, but it is an amazing and short-lenght TV show! When it comes to marriages I believe Tom and Mary Parker have a beautiful marriage. I would love to hear your opinion on that subject.

My under the bed place is Brighton in England.

Please make a video about the TV show Grimm.

I am the George in my situation, and am grateful to have my husband who deals with my nonsense.

I think my safe space is the floor in our kitchen directly in front of the oven. There everything is better

Yeah...I don't have an under the bed person and I can't be my under the bed person all the time. Not even half the time. But, I'm still going.

Please make a video about the anime Mushoku Sensei.

I pray. Prayer is a relief It's my under the bed place. Philippians 4:6,7

In a later time, can you therapize Apple TV's Lesson's In Chemistry?

With my depression and anxiety instarted hiding in the bathroom and sitting in the cold floor or bath tub. I try to take a bath bc i know when im having a what we call a dip its so hard for me to shower. Something about the noise of the water and the floaty feeling i can come back and relax and.also still cair for my hygiene. Edit: my fience has been very helpful and he does good trying to understand he never feally has had to deal with mental illness in his family or anything like that and with out telling him if he hears the bath running he will make me a glass of ice water bc i always forget to drink or eat when im in the dip and when im calming back down im so thursty.

I am my under the bed person. It takes time but I’m always my biggest cheerleader

in real life, Charlotte would die and they never told George for fear it would make his mental illness that much worse. He died shortly after never saying good-bye to his Charlotte.

My "under the bed" person was my husband. And I was his. For 25 years. But in July this year, he unexpectedly died. My "safe place" is gone. It sucks, and it's scary, and I hate it.

I miss having a closet to go into when I'm overwhelmed

Jesus is my under the bed person and my husband ❤❤❤

Bathrooms and Nature are safe spaces. Animals are safe too. I wish I could find a person who I could feel safe to share safe spaces with but its terrifying to trust anyone.

I had an “under the bed person,” or at least I thought it did. He left me for his optometrist so I guess not.

This representation is amazing, for once people who have severe mental issues are not treated as monsters.

I think this particular series takes place a bit before the American Revolution. So maybe 1720’s or 1730’s.

My safe person is Jesus he makes me feel safe sane and myself he always knows how to make me feel better

The ad in the middle of this video should really have a trigger warning. Out of sensitivity to those watching who have experienced sexual abuse.