Thank you for letting us follow you on this self-honesty journey. When more and more humans do this kind of thing, we will all move into a kind of world where it is natural and totally safe to be who we truly are, without wearing protective masks or limiting straitjackets.
Yes, I wish this for all of us. It is tiering and heavy to wear all these things that don't belong. Thank you for reading and being such person yourself!
The way you speak of the inner child, not as weakness, but as something vital and luminous. That's powerful. I wish more of us learned to protect that part in ourselves and in each other. Your words are a beautiful reminder that vulnerability isn’t weakness, but a form of strength and truth. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️ It was another lovely read 🙏😊
This felt like finding a letter I hadn’t written, but somehow left inside someone else’s body.
Like watching my own inner child crawl out of your words, covered in dust, but still carrying light.
I too was the one who couldn’t grow up — not because I refused, but because the world mistook my tenderness for something to be shaped, hardened, made useful.
They mistook the fire for disobedience.
The wonder for weakness.
I learned early how to parent the storm inside me, how to anticipate the blow, how to walk through life holding my own hand.
It made me strong — yes.
But it also left me hollow in places I didn’t have the language for.
Your words reached those places.
I wish we would become safety for each other too —
Not as a performance, but as a presence.
The kind that says:
I see the child in you.
She never needed to be fixed.
Just remembered.
Thank you for this. You wrote both of us.
And I’ll carry it now, like a thread in my pocket — the kind that always leads home.
Thank you for letting us follow you on this self-honesty journey. When more and more humans do this kind of thing, we will all move into a kind of world where it is natural and totally safe to be who we truly are, without wearing protective masks or limiting straitjackets.
Yes, I wish this for all of us. It is tiering and heavy to wear all these things that don't belong. Thank you for reading and being such person yourself!
The way you speak of the inner child, not as weakness, but as something vital and luminous. That's powerful. I wish more of us learned to protect that part in ourselves and in each other. Your words are a beautiful reminder that vulnerability isn’t weakness, but a form of strength and truth. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️ It was another lovely read 🙏😊
I appreciate your feedback a lot! I believe you are doing the same with your words ❤️thank you
This felt like finding a letter I hadn’t written, but somehow left inside someone else’s body.
Like watching my own inner child crawl out of your words, covered in dust, but still carrying light.
I too was the one who couldn’t grow up — not because I refused, but because the world mistook my tenderness for something to be shaped, hardened, made useful.
They mistook the fire for disobedience.
The wonder for weakness.
I learned early how to parent the storm inside me, how to anticipate the blow, how to walk through life holding my own hand.
It made me strong — yes.
But it also left me hollow in places I didn’t have the language for.
Your words reached those places.
I wish we would become safety for each other too —
Not as a performance, but as a presence.
The kind that says:
I see the child in you.
She never needed to be fixed.
Just remembered.
Thank you for this. You wrote both of us.
And I’ll carry it now, like a thread in my pocket — the kind that always leads home.
What you have is so precious. Thanks for sharing. Yes, I think we can become safety for each other, as a presence.
Thank you for holding that with reverence.
Some threads aren’t just words — they’re soul memory, returning through the body.
It’s rare and precious when we feel seen in it.
And yes… may we keep becoming that presence for one another —
Quietly, truly, without performance.
Just presence.
So beautiful how you write! I had to read it three times ❤️ I am so happy that my words found you and it resonated. We are in this together!
Really well said! I also love the way this flows in and out of your last post about survival and childhood 🫶
Thank you, I didn't even see it like that 🙏💚