While I try very hard to be super-fabulous super-conscious, recovered woman, I actually have many inner-people who need to be loved and honored just as much. My inner child is another, but she gets therapy once a week and lots of Boba coffee sugar bombshells, so she pretty much leaves me alone. However, there is also Inner-Hippy-Earthy-White-Chick who loves to tell anyone she meets about my urinary tract infections, IBS, and other internal physical processes (I'll try to contain her for the sake of this blog). I have repressed her for a long time because I was afraid if I let her out she would dirty up my apartment and stop shaving my armpits. But now I realize that she's cool, she just wants to hang out by the beach and stare at the waves every once in a while. Then there is my Inner-Big-Black-Woman who I repress cuz I'm afraid she might get me fired. But now I realize that she just wants to set boundaries with people who want to take advantage of my Inner-Child's and Inner-Hippy-Chick's cluessness.

Just for today, I can love all the people inside of me.