There was a time when I was young I felt like that. I went into hospital for a couple of weeks. I was well looked after (better than at home were I was ignored) nurses were kind, people were friendly. The same routine every day was comforting.
I was away from the outside world with all its pressures. Crappy parents, bullied at school, decisions all made for me. I liked that. I felt cared for, secure, safe, listened to and not lonely.
I didn't want to go home.