An Honest Letter to My Inner Child

I aspire to be a well-adjusted adult. Although I believe that I am a secure person, I often find myself reflecting on the things that contribute to my lack of fulfillment, especially as I journey through my twenties. I recently started writing personal letters to my inner child where I started addressing the wounds that festered for years. One of those realizations was that my deepest wound was associated with patterns of loneliness. My hope is that by sharing my letter in this post, I can encourage someone else to start exploring their stories too.

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