great stuff, as usual, Byzantine!!!

Yup, it was a horror going through it all in therapy for 41 years (on and off);
But it was well worth the intense pain...............I have found some peace at last.

"...perennial inner child..." oh yes, she's always been there.

I used to call her "the I inside of me"--think one of my first 5 posts was about her.

This past year; wherein sheer survival of the elements, of the apathy of the world,
of grief and loss of so much it was of primary importance for me and the child inside of me to come to terms with one another.

She just wanted to be loved. I embraced her then, as I do now; as I did my own children, and grandchildren. I love her unconditionally, and I forgive her all.

This past year has been a living hell: I had to embrace my worst fears, the greatest pains; the realization that if I did not love me, there was no one else who did, or would.

"Has your adult self spent time with your inner child today?"

Yes, and every minute of everyday. Naughty, silly child, hurt child----we are healing together,as one entity, one day at a time.

That's how you eat an elephant--one bite at a time!!!lol--smiling at you--theo