Friends with the monster that’s under my bed

Princess loves music.   She finds songs that move her and plays them over and over and over.

And over.

One of her current theme songs is “The Monster” by Eminem featuring Rihanna.

She became obsessed with it after listening to the CD the fabulous Sherrific made for all of us at the BeTA retreat.

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The chorus is the part she’s interested in.

I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed

Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy

Well, that’s nothing
Well, that’s nothing

We talked about it after I let her play it three times on repeat in the car pickup line while we were waiting for BFF.  I said, “Ya know, I’ve been telling you to tell those hurt part voices and monsters under your bed to shut their mouths, but maybe that’s wrong.   Maybe you need to grab a hold of their hands, give them a hug and help them see they are safe.”

She liked that.

Then we sang again.


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  1. peskie says

    Char Bear loves that song too. So adorable to listen to her singing it.

    I’ve noticed a lot of her faves seem to have meaning to her past. She said it helps her work thru it

  2. K says

    I think that’s a good way to look at it. Those “monsters” aren’t going away. The hurt parts are a part of her too, just as much as any other trait. Getting rid of them would be like giving up a piece of who she is (not a good piece, but a piece nonetheless)
    I know learning to embrace all of me, including the trauma, the anxiety, the sexual hang ups that came with years of sexual abuse was actually a huge step for me in my healing process. Accepting all of myself unconditionally, and seeing the “hurt parts” as scar tissue I developed because I’m a strong person, and not as brokenness was extremely freeing.
    Knowing that I was in control of how I reacted to the hurt parts, knowing that I developed them as a way to protect myself as a helpless child, and learning new ways to protect myself as an adult has been a process, but isn’t self acceptance a process for anyone?
    I wouldn’t say I’m ok, I’ll probably never be “normal” but I don’t want to be. my hurt is what made my the compassionate person I am. It’s made me the wife and mother I am. It’s made me passionate about standing up for those that are helpless. I wouldnt be me without ALL of me. And I like me.
    My wish for Princess is that she like her. Even if that means embracing that monster. She’s a warrior, and warriors have scars. It doesn’t make you broken, it makes you brave.

  3. says

    I like that. Everything that happens to us in life makes us who we are- good and bad. When we run from that, then we can’t stop running, but when we do stop to embrace it, maybe that’s when we find a balance in life :)

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