Little Clouds Mindset Navigator

I'm still here just been super busy and life challenges have been tough lately but we got this!

The scariest part of walking away isn’t losing them.
It’s losing the dream of who they almost were. 💭💔
But dreams can’t tuck you in. 🛏️
They can’t meet your needs. 🧸
Your present deserves more than a past with potential. 🌙✨

Yes exactly! I'm so proud of you for saying this Lilly, if you ever want to tale this further let me know. You deserve love and peace in your life.

Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is stop defending someone’s potential and start defending your peace. 🕊️
Even if you miss them. Even if you hoped. 💔
The ache is real.
And you still get to choose soft boundaries. 🧸🌙

If you’ve been carrying your Little side alone
the shame, the spirals, the soft parts that never felt safe
Maybe it’s time to let someone walk beside you.

I’ll hold the map.
you hold the plushie.

comment “cozy” or DM me.
no pressure. just softness. 7/7

Coaching is for Littles who:

🧸 feel stuck in loops or shame spirals
💭 want to be Little but can’t stop overthinking
🌙 need support that doesn’t feel like a chore chart
💕 want someone to say “you’re not too much” and mean it 6/7

A coaching session might sound like:
“I feel weird needing this.”
“I keep shutting down.”
“Why am I scared to do what I want?”

we don’t shove those feelings away.
we sit with them.
then we build steps that actually feel safe. 5/7

so here’s what coaching is like:

🧭 You hold the plushie, I hold the map
🧸 You don’t have to know the way — just say “I’m lost”
🍪 We take snack breaks. we go slow. no shame spirals.
I’m not here to fix you. I’m here to walk with you. 4/7

I kept thinking: maybe if I tried harder, this would get easier.

but it’s not about effort.
it’s about having a soft place to land when trying gets hard.

💭 overthinking
😵💫 hiding when things get big
🧸 doubting if i deserve help at all

yeah. I know that place. 3/7

maybe you’ve tried every habit hack.
every bedtime ritual.
every “just do the thing” trick.

and still felt like you were failing.

but maybe the problem isn’t you.
maybe it’s how often you’ve had to fight for softness just to survive. 2/7

ughhhh. ever feel like you’re trying really hard to feel better but nothing sticks??
like, you make the lil list. you light the candle. you do the “deep breath” thing.
but inside it’s still all tangled.

that’s where I was.
that’s why I started asking for help. 1/7

aww that's the bestest place to be

Even if you didn’t get it all right today… Even if you snapped or forgot or got scared
You’re still good. You’re still worth holding.

Your plushie didn’t change their mind. 🧸💛
And neither did I.
Come rest now. You’re safe. 🌙✨

Sometimes I think, “Uh-oh… I ruined everything.” 😣
But then I breathe. 🌬️
I hold my plushie. 🧸

And I remember:
I wasn’t bad.
I was just scared. 💛
And scared Littles still deserve love — even if they snapped, cried, or forgot the time. ⏰🥺

It’s not always soft music and sparkling baths.
Sometimes self-love is holding yourself after you mess up.
Not spiraling.
Not blaming.
Just breathing.
That’s what healing looked like today. 🧸💛

You can still be proud of how you showed up, even if the day didn’t go right.

Shoutout to the red chairs at Round Table Pizza that witnessed the single gayest moment of my life, if you know, you know

Why that first safe person stays in your heart:
• 🧸 They gave your Little self language
• 🫶 They didn’t flinch at the truth
• 💭 They made care feel possible
• 🕯️ They helped you survive a chapter you couldn’t name
• 🌼 They reminded you: being seen can feel good

Even if it ended — it mattered. 💛

congrats! You got this Sprout!

🧸 You may still ache for the one who first saw your Little self and didn’t look away.
That ache doesn’t mean you should go back.
It means your softness was real.
Your need to be seen was valid.
And your heart is still learning how to trust again. 💛🌫️

💔 There’s a kind of grief no one talks about when someone helps you feel safe for the first time… and then slowly stops being safe themselves.
It doesn’t make you wrong for trusting them.
It just means you outgrew the version of love that couldn’t grow with you. 🧸🌙

🍼 Unconditional love doesn’t mean no boundaries.
It means ‘You are still worthy, even when you mess up.’
That’s how healing begins.
Especially for inner littles who learned love was performance-based.
Let’s rewrite that story. 🤍

If resting feels unsafe, it might be because…
• 😔 You were punished for slowing down
• 🎭 You had to earn love
• 😢 Crying got you scolded
• 🚪 People left when you got vulnerable
• 💔 You were taught to fear your softness

🧸 You’re not weak.
You were never held right.
But you can change that now. 🌙

Why reclaiming play after abuse is so hard:
• 🧠 Your brain still thinks joy = danger
• 🩲 Every diaper crinkle might echo an old threat
• 🫱 Touch can feel like betrayal, even when it’s gentle
• 🕸️ You’ve been taught to associate comfort with risk
• ✨ But it’s not the same anymore — and that matters

🕯️ No one warned me that healing would feel like grief.
I had to mourn the years I spent pretending I didn’t need softness.
And when I finally let myself play again, it didn’t feel fun — it felt sacred.
Like visiting the ghost of someone who never left. 👻🧸

Sometimes it feels like our stories are too big, like maybe we should just hug our plushie and stay quiet forever.

But then someone else whispers, “Me too,”
and suddenly the blanket feels warmer.

You’re not too much, sweet bean.
You’re just brave enough to speak soft truths out loud.🧸✨

You never forget the person who saw you when you felt invisible.
Who stayed when you were messy.
Who didn’t flinch when you needed more.
Be that for someone else — or be that for yourself.
That tiny act of love might change everything. 💛

Yesss, therapy plot twists are wild. Like you're rereading your own story and suddenly realize a side character was the main thread all along. Proud of you for showing up and letting those shifts happen. That’s not easy 💛

Congrats on getting your license DJ!

That’s such a powerful share, Jun. You took something you once feared and turned it into something that feels like home. That kind of trust and healing takes so much bravery. I’m really proud of all of you. You’re a light showing that softness can rewrite old stories. 💛