I wear a My Little Pony necklace and it makes me feel happy. Yes, I bought it at a store that was clearly for little girls much younger than myself. I bought it for my inner child!
It’s one of my favorite stores and little girls, probably between the age range of getting ready for her first ever day of school and her crushes give her reason to go to school, shop there. Now, I know that age range is well in my past, but I also know that I’ll be back to that store the next time I’m at the mall. And if the cashier asks, it’s for my niece. 😉
Yes, I love kiddie things and feeling like a kid! Sure we can attempt to do a little diagnosing and uncovering melodramatic child hood issues, but sometimes I think there’s no great advantage to finding faults in things that make us happy if that will only make us feel worse.
Let’s get specific. If I am raised in a home with love, but also fear, I may view my world in a positive and different way than someone raised with love and curiosity. Let’s call this love/fear person, (A). And Let’s call love/curiosity, (B). (A) comes to NYC and Central park on a sunny day to find a path that leads into a bushy tree filled area. Let’s call that path, (C). (A) sees (C)and thinks that (C) could be dangerous. (A) thinks,
(A)may even resent (C)as a reason they can’t feel safe in the world. On the other hand, (B) finds this path and thinks,
So what happened?