There’s this relief of not thinking from the perspective of a child or a much younger adult.
It is somewhat disrespectful to tell people how and what to feel. Learning to validate people’s emotions even if you don’t understand why they feel the way they do is a beautiful trait to develop.
Life is learning to tame your inner demons: looking at your insecurities and fears and knowing that they only make you human – that they don’t define you.
I wasn’t just having bad dreams. These dreams felt too real.
I have grown to overthink little acts of endearment as big acts of vulnerability.
The fact is that I’m a human being who is imperfect, prone to offend other people and in constant need of forgiveness, too.
When something I did long ago — something I deem embarrassing and shameful — came into my stream of consciousness, I’d lose my ability to function for the next hour.
In a way, reaching out to people younger than me feels like healing, forgiving my younger self.