22/11/2025
Not all disappearances are loud. Some parts of us just… fade. The playful one, the spontaneous one, the one who used to believe.
Sometimes we learned to silence them, to be taken seriously, to stay safe, to avoid pain.
But those parts didn’t die. They got exiled. And now they wait. For warmth. For space. For someone to say:
“It’s safe to come back now.”
This is what healing can be: Not becoming someone new, but remembering who you were, before the world told you to shrink.
Sessions are open.
If your inner world has felt quiet for too long… maybe that’s where we begin.