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The more unhealthy patterns I try to break within myself, the more connected I feel to the purest parts of my parents. I almost can’t stop crying when I think about their emotions. From the start, in my mind, they were my heroes, invincible. Over the past years, I’m learning they have a shadow and light part, like I do. And now that I am able to soothe my youngest part, I see, hold and soothe their youngest part, which makes me cry, almost unstoppable. It makes me feel very sad.