There's a part of me, my inner child, who SCREAMS OUT, "Love me, love me, LOVE ME" to anyone who will listen. Mostly to the people she respects, admires and depends on. But what she's really looking for is for ME to love her. She thinks she needs other people to like her. To see her. To praise her. To approve of her. To love and adore her. But what she actually needs is for ME to turn my gaze inward, take her sweet face in my gentle hands and tell her, eyes locked, that I LOV