Do I Lead, or Do I Follow?

I am so intrigued by my personal reaction to this question. I think this means something much different to me than someone without my history of childhood abuse.

Unblending My Wounded Parts

As I spoke to my young, wounded part last night my tears fell like a waterfall from my eyes as I finally gave this piece of me the space to be seen and heard. I let her know that she is safe, that we are safe, and that it was okay to grieve.

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