I met my younger self for coffee this morning. She was on time, i was a few minutes early to scope out the cozy corner booth. She ordered a black coffee, I ordered a peppermint mocha latte. She was worried about how other people were perceiving her, i took her hand and told her that the people around her embrace all parts of her and her authenticity. She told me about her heartbreak, I told her how to be her own valentine. She asked me if it’s okay to be sensitive, I looked into her eyes and said “it makes you powerful”. I shared that I was a therapist and being sensitive has allowed me to connect with so many. We giggled with our deep belly laughs, and I told her I would be back to visit more often. I hope we meet again for coffee soon.
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