Today on my coaching call I said “fuck off with your coaching.” “I’m tired of doing processes.” “I don’t want to be coached I just want to be heard.” And today I was heard. I cried. I laughed. I swore. I spoke. And in those moments of being heard, of having my boundary respected over
Tag: inner child
My wounded inner child visited me the other evening. All my stories came up. Im not worthy Nobody chose me Am I not good enough Nobody likes me Blah blah blah And I was in shock for a moment After all, I’ve done so much inner child work how could there possibly still be wounding