3-year-old me needs to be held and rocked and told she didn’t do anything wrong.
10-year-old me needs her mom to be with her when she’s scared.
Teen-me needs to go on a walk with her mom and scream in the middle of nowhere with her. She needs to lay her head on her mom and watch a movie and eat together. She needs her mom to do things with her, show up for her, and not leave when she’s crying, even when she tells her mom to please go away.
Adult-me needs trust and connection.
Counselor-me needs grace and validation and space to work things out.
All parts of me need safety. I feel fragile tonight.
And love. All parts need unconditional love.