Her parts where quitely sitting in place ... watching waiting feeling . They had been brought back to life and excited to play . I love these parts unconditionally I want to preserve and nurture them .. To make them feel safe and wanted . We now explore places together .. we giggle , the excitement , but especially their Smile of contentment . They no longer need to be trapped.... the door is open ! These parts had fought battles 'encountered a altered sense of reality . Exposed to the rawness of the relived scenario . Something activated in her. What Am I ?
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Author:
Julie B (
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