You understand your patterns, where they came from (thanks mom 🙄), and all the ways they interfere with your life.
Yet you still hear your mother's voice reactively flying out of your mouth when your kids are pushing every button...
Then you lie awake at night, terrified of your daughter spending her life untangling the same patterns you’re trying to heal. Or you’re already watching patterns of anxiety showing up in her, and wonder if you’ve put them there.