Chapter 4b of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult Parents hope you will install bots of themselves in your brain for when they can’t be around to stop you from doing things they would disapprove. If your father was the kind that yelled at you when you swiped aContinue reading “Are the Inner Voices of My Parents My Inner Adults?”
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The Bot I Call My Parent
Chapter 4a of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult When we closed the last post, we left me screaming, alone in my crib. Eventually, I learned to accept transitional objects I call security blankets to help me pretend I wasn’t alone. At this stage of my life, they wereContinue reading “The Bot I Call My Parent”
The Security Blanket
Chapter 3b of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult In the last installment, I began to talk about how babies learn to cope with being left alone in their crib and the long-term outcome of this universal experience. The baby finds itself in an abyss, utterly helpless and confusedContinue reading “The Security Blanket”
How to Cope with Being Left Alone
Chapter 3a of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult There had to be a time when I was a baby, left in my crib, screaming my head off, wondering if someone would ever come. Someone did, but not before a momentous realization occurred. Up until that point, I mightContinue reading “How to Cope with Being Left Alone”
The Face of the Other
Chapter 2 of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult It’s the first day of school and I’m late. As I step into the classroom, I feel everyone’s eyes. They’re judging me. I look down and realize something I should have noticed before. I’m naked. This common nightmare is yourContinue reading “The Face of the Other”
The Innermost Child in the Abyss
Chapter 1b of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult In the middle of everything, there’s this deep, dark, depressing hole. When you fall in, sometimes there’s no climbing out. When we call it anything at all, we often call it death, brokenness, meaninglessness, futility, emptiness, or despair. I likeContinue reading “The Innermost Child in the Abyss”
The Innermost Child
Chapter 1a of Meeting the Voices in My Head and Searching for an Inner Adult I don’t remember, but I’m sure I didn’t begin with so many voices in my head. When I was a newborn, I possessed only one point of view, but was unable to articulate it. When I had a need, IContinue reading “The Innermost Child”
Keith R Wilson 