That is not me.

That is not me.

I knew there was a disconnect, between who I am and me. Something that doesnt align, and breaks my heart to see. The way I parent my inner child, is my mum, and is just not me… So how would I parent myself, if I erased my mum and parent the parent I can be?

I would take all the clocks down, remove all devices, send my kids for outside time, and take down the threats of violence against devices.

My children have exhausted me, all up today,
Whinging, questioning, talking and talking, I have dreamed of doing the walking.

I would have a quiet house, alone. Kids playing happily, but it really ain’t the norm.

Breaking out of my mum’s mould gently, in the strongest way I know. Quietly, quietly, attention to me, I am on my way home.