Strangers
I've known of a few solutions that could help me to know more my parts, and I've known about them for years. Writing notes, listening internally, doing small things that just barely make me go outside of my comfort zone in order to make them feel heard. I know that it's not hard to be there for them in small ways- I've done it before, after all. Yet for some reason the more I believe that this is my reality, the less inclined I am to try to communicate with them. And I don't really know how to solve this. At first when I discovered my parts, I tried so many different things, things that my mental health wasn't prepared for. I felt that I needed to do them in order to fit into a certain box that the community had created, and so I did them. I tried to assign the parts labels, force myself and them to be open, dress differently, be what I thought I needed to be in order to belong and have a space to exist. Some years and mental breakdowns later, I stopped, howe