I cried because I love those girls and I won’t have them to talk to anymore. They went to where they belong. They belong to my past thirty-five years ago. Now when I think of myself in the past I see a lovely girl full of energy and humor. Once my Teenage Part felt loved and appreciated it was time to merge. That was my plan all along. 

Now I know what will happen when and if younger parts merge;  it’s a new kind of existence. I’ve always had a mind with a separate consciousness and it never occurred to me that I’d feel this way. I thought when I merged I would be happy and filled with joy. I am glad I’m healing, but it’s the ending of a divided relationship with myself, a whole new way of being me.

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