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I dreamed of my talking to my inside self. My outside self was standing next to this old, scary, rundown house, and I was talking to my inside self-mad-telling her I wasn't going to keep doing everything for her. That it was safe, and she should come out. Finally, my inside self did come out from under the house. My inside self was dirty, and scraggly and looking terrified. I cleaned her up and combed her hair and told her she was very brave.