I don’t need savior.
I need to be accepted even with my deepest childlike emotions. I need to be accepted as a little girl, who yearns to be loved. To whom words meant nothing. Actions does. She is pure and need to touched that way too. She ain’t ready to be treaded se an adult. She is young and innocent. She is fragile. She is sweet and naiiv. She needs to be seen and needs to be hold in a pure mother and fatherlike way. She has a right to exist. She has never ever had that change to be alive. But she is. She breathes inside of me. Waiting to be accepted.
She is me. As much as this adult. She is se important and her needs are as good and valued as the adult in me. I need to start giving her what she wants. I need to start listen to her. She is my inner voice. My sweet side, who is able to spread love to others too. Whose feelings and intentions are pure. Who wants no harm to anyone. She is the good in me. She has been buried deep inside of me for far too long. Now it is time for her to break free. I will accept her as part of me. I wont apologice for her needs and her emotions. She has a right to want to be hold in a safe way. She has right to not accept shame for her longing to be held near. She ain’t bad or a hore, for loving hugs. She is normal little girl.
