# Why Your Ex’s ‘Inner Child’ Just Needs a Therapist — Not You, a Threesome, or Tarot Cards 💔✨



*Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free — until their ex stops projecting childhood trauma onto their love life.* 

Okay, Carrie Bradshaw didn’t say that exactly, but she should have.

We’re living in an era of emotional buzzwords, attachment styles, and men who call themselves “intuitively poly.” Welcome to the modern dating jungle, where relationships fall apart not over cheating, but because of *inner child work* and exes who treat tarot cards as accountability tools. 🃏

Remember when Charlotte asked,  
**“Why do we keep going back to the wrong men?”**  
Now the answer is:  
Because they say things like, *“My inner child is scared of intimacy,”* right after dry-humping you to their playlist titled “Sacred Touch.” 🎶

He doesn’t want therapy. He wants you — his fifth situationship this year — to emotionally rehab him between orgasmic breathwork and frantic Mercury retrograde Google searches.  
It’s not self-awareness. It’s self-indulgence with a crystal collection. ✨

As Samantha so brilliantly put it:  
**“I love you... but I love me more.”** 💅

Meanwhile, your ex says:  
*“I want to love you... but I need to heal my childhood wound before I can commit.”*

And yet, he’s instantly “healed” for casual hookups, weekend trips, or emotionally dumping on you like you’re his underpaid therapist with benefits.  
Let’s be real: he doesn’t need “more time.”  
He needs a professional. Preferably licensed. 🛋️

Pulling the Death card doesn’t mean your relationship is transforming.  
It means he’s about to sleep with someone from an ayurvedic retreat and blame it on “spiritual alignment.” 🕉️

He says things like:
- “I feel your aura pulling away from mine.”
- “This isn’t rejection, it’s redirection.”
- “My energy is moving through other portals right now.”  

Translation? He wants to disappear without guilt — and you’re supposed to smile because he called it “emotional evolution.”  
Carrie dated Mr. Big for six seasons.  
You’re stuck with someone who calls himself a “trauma-informed top.” 🎭

Yes, polyamory is real. Yes, non-monogamy *can* be ethical.  
But there’s a difference between **ethical polyamory** and **spiritualized f**kboyery**.

When your ex says, “I’m poly,” what he usually means is:  
“I want multiple lovers, minimal commitment, and someone to quote Carl Jung with before sex.”  

It’s not liberation.  
It’s logistics dressed up as romantic enlightenment. 🚦

Charlotte would try to fix him.  
Miranda would tell him to get therapy.  
Samantha would sleep with his emotionally stable best friend.  
But you? You’re journaling about “emotional labor” and wondering why you feel like a full-time caregiver with occasional orgasms.   

Listen:  
You’re not a rehabilitation center for men with repressed daddy issues and a passion for attachment theory memes. 🚑  
If his “inner child” keeps sabotaging adult relationships, maybe his next playdate should be with a licensed psychologist — not your patience.

## Final Word: You Deserve a Partner, Not a Project 💕👑

In the SATC reboot, everyone’s meditating, manifesting, and mumbling about emotional maturity.  
But if nobody’s doing the *actual* work — and everyone’s using their trauma as a shield — what are we really getting?

You don’t need to “hold space.”  
You deserve someone who knows how to *show up*.

As Carrie might say:  
> The most exciting, challenging, and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself — and maybe also with someone who doesn’t confuse spiritual bypassing with real self-growth.

Aniket K

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