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You thought you'd left the days of make believe behind by the time you were nine. And yet, years later, here you are making yourself believe you'll be okay so you can make your baby believe the same. Somewhere along the way, we seem to correlate imagination with maturity. But what if it has less to do with growing up and more to do with surviving? What if it's a defense mechanism?
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Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 9:33 PM UTC
Make believe
You thought you'd left the days of make believe behind by the time you were nine. And yet, years later, here you are making yourself believe you'll be okay so you can make your baby believe the same. Somewhere along the way, we seem to correlate imagination with maturity. But what if it has less to do with growing up and more to do with surviving? What if it's a defense mechanism?
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Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 9:33 PM UTC
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