I used to think that the inner child was a weird concept, and that we would only rely on it to tell us what childish fun still exists in us. That it would be for quick bursts of irrational fun, and nothing more.

Turns out there’s a vulnerable child and an angry child, and that they still hold a lot of space in an adult psyche. Especially if childhood needs weren’t met. There’s nothing wrong with having these parts of the psyche speak out – there’s only harm if they’re unbalanced and unmanaged. Or… ignored. Spoken over. Pretending they don’t exist – that anger/rage is a normal response, while childish desires are plainly childish and therefore should be ignored.

Like in my case.