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How do you become someone who puts stickers on fruit because I think I could do that

“I’m sorry that I told you there were parts of you that were wrong, rejected them, and tried to make them go away. I am sorry that I sent you the message that you were unlovable. I’m sorry that I ignored you and hated you instead of loving you. I’m sorry that you had to learn to yell just to be heard, and you still weren’t understood. I’m sorry that the time wasn’t taken to understand you, that you were treated instead like you had to be fixed, that you felt like you had to make yourself small, that you had to compromise yourself, hide, and build walls around you to feel safe. You felt safest alone but you were hurting from the loneliness and I ignored your pain. I ignored your fear. You should not have been expected to learn how to be brave that young, there was no way you could’ve taught yourself properly, but you did the best you could with what you had and I survived. You were wounded, but I survived and I will be now what you needed back then. I will heal these wounds for you.”

A letter to my inner child