Growing up too quickly does not mean that we actually grow up.
It’s like when we were little putting on our mother’s clothing, jewelry and shoes. Adorning ourselves with her things didn’t make us an adult. If anything, they made us smaller, giving us a clumsy experience just like growing up too quickly.
When we experience things our little bodies and brains are not quite ready for, they set us back though on the outside, it may look like we are on top of things. When we finally do grow up, a part of us lingers in Never Never Land wishing to have been able to live our childhood.
Giving little me unwavering love, understanding and permission to play has helped so much of me heal from the experiences of doing it all when I was little. If you grew up too quickly, it is worth exploring who that part of you is, where she resides and what she needs now.
I write everyday because it allows me to voice what is at the surface. Once that is out of my head, I can dig in another layer deeper. My daily writing practice has been my greatest exploration of self and humanity. Sign up here to receive these thought nuggets in your inbox on the daily.