

She told me, “I felt like my past mistakes were still running our home
When her stomach dropped and she thought, “This is my fault,” she labeled it as dysregulation—not truth.
She stepped back, loosened her shoulders, and took three grounding breaths.
She practiced her new mantra:
“We were both dysregulated. That’s all.”
She sat beside Mateo and said gently,
“I’m here. We can figure this out together.”
After the storm, she added,
“I’m learning to stay calm with you, and I’ll keep practicing.”
Lila said, “Once I stopped fighting myself, I finally showed up the way he needed.”

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