In T I complain about some kind of inner conflict....
T says: Why don't you ask inside?
I shake my head, No.
I think but don't say this: Honestly, I really don't want to know! I hate this.....really....I'm fxking in charge not my inner child..or parts or whatever....some part of my personality has to be in control...I have the job.....at least I need to appear in control....even if I don't feel that way!
and I'm the adult here, right?...someone has drive the bus...you don't ask the kids to take the steering wheel of a moving bus do you? An accident might happen.......if I listen to my inner child...the day would be totally derailed......really, we'd be playing video games, eating ice cream and mac and cheese and cookies and pop, sitting in bed watching TV and playing on the compute, and playing around getting nothing done and you'd, my T, be loving it....
me and parts playing...…
I'm too creative with this shit....childhood has potential to be way too much fun....
and the result if I ask might be ...I'm smelling food rot, bills ignored for today, and looking at a sink full of dirty dishes, and a floor full of dirty clothes....getting nothing accomplished....
.....that's called nonfunctional.
Done. Moving on to next issue...……..