Parts

We’re not just one thing. We’re a mess of contradictions—protectors and saboteurs, visionaries and victims, all crammed into one body, fighting for control. Psychology calls it parts work. We live it every day. That part of you that lashes out? It’s protecting something. That part that shuts down? It’s keeping you safe. Even the parts you hate are just doing their job.

The problem isn’t that we have these parts. The problem is that we’re at war with them. We exile the ones that feel too messy, too weak, too loud. We try to outthink them, silence them, bury them under self-improvement. But they don’t disappear. They just go underground, running the show from the shadows.

Some parts we cling to, afraid of who we’d be without them. Others we push away, desperate to forget they exist. But healing isn’t about picking sides—it’s about calling a truce. Letting every part have a seat at the table, not just to keep the peace, but to understand why they’re there in the first place. Healing is a relationship—ourselves to ourselves. The more we listen, the more we see that these parts were never enemies. They were just waiting to be understood. And in that understanding, we don’t just heal—we unlock something deeper. The power to live fully, freely, as something greater than the sum of our parts.