Some people create a monster to protect the child they carry inside. That monster is born from fear, shame or pain. It learns to defend, to attack, to pretend it doesn’t feel. Over time, it becomes stronger than the one who created it. It controls their words, their decisions, their way of loving. It no longer protects the child, it locks them away. And the person lives from the armour, not from the skin.

Showing the child inside isn’t weakness, it’s returning to the truth. When you let that child speak, express themselves, laugh or get scared without guilt, life becomes lighter. You don’t need to destroy the monster, only recognise that you don’t need it anymore. The child you once were didn’t want power, only peace.