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Inner Child - Blog Posts
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"I like talking; it's fun when people listen to you." - a traumatized teen (me)
How do I go back to being that weird 9 year old full of whimsy that I used to be I need her backkk
I wish I could hug my inner child like this and tell them everything turns out okay 🥹
Here’s a piece I made for school that I’m super proud of !!! My first actual animation! It took me 20 hours in total, and it’s about healing your inner child.
Song belongs to Mother Moon
I’m not sure what happened to her insta, but I can link her YouTube and her books! Enjoy!!!
Evolution . . .
society would be so much better if everyone just admitted they wanted a teddy bear.
none of this “its childish” crap. you wanna give a squishy fluffy bear a hug i know u do.
admitting it is the first step to emotional maturity mhm.
"Your trauma makes you stronger"
No, my trauma gave me depression, quiet & self-destructive bpd, anxiety, insomnia and a inner child that desperately wants to get healed.
Scared of being alone, only pleasing other people desperately trying to have friends, to not be the outstander.
I was a child. I wanted to be protected by the persons that hurt me. I wanted their help & their love. And now I am the person struggling to accept care even though I want it because it makes me feel trapped & dependent. I am the person struggling to show love.
fictional caregivers !
☆nick valentine - fallout 4
☆knuckles - sonic
☆ethan - my babysitters a vampire
☆benny - my babysitters a vampire
☆dobie - animal crossing
☆howl - howls moving castle
☆godmother - scary godmother
☆jasper - twilight
☆caleb - pretty little liars
☆stripe - bluey
non-colored posts !
fictional caregivers!
☆nick valentine - fallout 4
☆knuckles - sonic
☆ethan - my babysitters a vampire
☆benny - my babysitters a vampire
☆dobie - animal crossing
☆howl - howls moving castle
☆godmother - scary godmother
☆jasper - twilight
☆caleb - pretty little liars
☆stripe - bluey
sometimes i think of 5th grade me and how hurt she was and how much i hate her and how she is stillme and how i love her so much and then i cry
where I've been lately....
On the train for the first time in like, 10 years. Gosh I feel like a little kid again. I strode myself through the passenger cars, gandering at the cool, button-opened doors, peeking through the windows at the passing night-lit townscape, even stopping once to look at a fucking wall of a hallway, all while grinning like an absolute buffoon and earning few laughs from my fellow third-years returning from the school cruise with me. It's in these situations where I really do feel most alive, I think. The kind of mundane, yet special-feeling moments like these. So glad to be alive.
Someone said happiness will come to me but when? Am i the only one who believes that good things must come into my life in a stipulated time, otherwise it’s like trying to feed someone who’s already full?
And my ptsd driven brain just reaffirms this idea, a timely positive prescence is more important than anything else
The problem was perhaps that I existed, and you existed. We could not overlook each other, yet all we ever offered one another was pain and bitter memories.
indoor ocean, 4/3/24
this piece was inspired by a conversation I had with a kid. we were playing with some wooden toy fish and we spilled the whole box of them on the floor, and then he told me that the carpet was the ocean. i loved that imaginative moment. i've been in a few conversations about tapping into your inner child recently, and i myself have been trying to grasp onto more moments of imagination like we had so freely as children.
okay, but for real, this is my fav AI art piece that I've ever gotten from my haikus. gotta love the wombo dream app.