My therapist(s) have never mentioned the subject of my inner child to me. That does not mean they were not working to her, they just never said so, so I have not thought much about my inner child. I do things for her, none the less. I bought her flowers a few weeks back. She loves flowers. I cannot pick wild ones by the side of the road as I would have growing up, because I have had Lyme Disease 4 times and am deathly afraid of ticks, from which it comes. (I got it once from picking wild flowers by the side of the road). Anyway, so we buy flowers at the grocery store sometimes. We buy toys. We bought a doll recently, a life sized baby doll. I buy baby cloths for her too. And she is fun to dress. We don't cuddle her much though. She is not as soft as a real baby would seem to be. We have coloring books. We throw out upsetting mail without opening it. (That was the last thing the Therapist and I worked on).
