Building the Wise Adult

I used to think the goal was to become unbreakable.
Now I realise… the goal is to become steady.

Not someone who never shakes — but someone who can hold themselves through the shaking.

That’s what the Wise Adult part of me is becoming.
Not a voice that tells me to get over it — but one that stays beside me while I feel it.

Sometimes that voice sounds like:

“Of course this hurts. Let’s sit here and breathe.”
“You don’t need to fix this right now. Just stay.”
“We’ve felt this before. And we survived. And we will again.”

Building the Wise Adult isn’t flashy. It’s not loud.
It’s a quiet series of choices:

• To pause instead of react.
• To comfort instead of criticise.
• To ask, “What would be most loving right now?”

And sometimes, that love looks like limits. Boundaries. Clarity.
Not because I’m harsh — but because I care.

This is the part of me I want to lead with.
Not the wounded child. Not the protector.
But the calm, rooted adult who doesn’t pretend life is easy —
but who believes I can handle it anyway.

That’s the person I’m becoming.
One breath, one decision, one moment of grace at a time.