I don’t need to win every argument happening inside my head.  I don’t even need to attend.

There are things I can acknowledge without obeying.

There are feelings I can feel without following.

There are thoughts I can notice without turning them into instructions.

And maybe that is part of growing into yourself: learning which internal voices deserve conversation and which ones can simply be allowed to pass by, talking to themselves.

I have enough to do.

There is a life happening here.

I would rather be in it.