Reclaiming The Inner Child -

So you packed that child into a cardboard box and slid it into the darkest corner of your chest. And you forgot.

And then you must let them lead.

You will feel ridiculous at first. That is the armor talking. That is the adult who built a fortress out of calendars and coffee and "I’ll sleep when I’m dead." But underneath the armor, your ribs are still a drum. Your heart is still a small, fierce thing that wants to run toward the ocean. Reclaiming the Inner Child

It is saying yes to the ice cream cone before dinner. It is lying on the grass to watch clouds shape-shift into dragons and ships. It is letting yourself feel angry without immediately fixing it, and sad without rushing to numb it. It is asking for what you need, directly and without shame, the way a child tugs on a sleeve and says, "I'm scared. Stay with me." So you packed that child into a cardboard

Reclaiming the inner child is not about being childish. It is about returning to yourself. You will feel ridiculous at first