u/spiffyascot

Between IFS and journaling and a whole of lot of other things, I’ve realized a shift in my subconscious as it shows up in my dreams anyway. The little baby or child that is a recurring theme felt like grief for the children i couldn’t have. Now I’m starting to see them as my younger selves. In a recent dream, the adult version just hugged the child version and said simply “I’m here now. I’ve got you” and woke up feeling less… alone.

The triggers are still there. The numbing is still necessary. But something is shifting and it’s noticeable now.

Here’s to hope. Grit will see you through, friend. Stay in this game and don’t give up.

Can’t you hear
What my heart keeps repeating?

I’m so forlorn without you

Don’t you know — you do know —
that I can’t bear to live without you?

And yet, you’ve put such distance between us— so far away

Let’s relive those evenings
Let’s have the same rambling conversations again
About everything and nothing

You are it
My obsession
The peace for my heart
The one I can’t live without

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.

Can’t you hear
What my heart keeps repeating?

I’m so forlorn without you

Don’t you know — you do know —
that I can’t bear to live without you?

And yet, you’ve put such distance between us— so far away

Let’s relive those evenings
Let’s have the same rambling conversations again
About everything and nothing

You are it
My obsession
The peace for my heart
The one I can’t live without