A spin on the classic 'inner child' work. I do this sometimes when I need a little extra motivation or TLC. This works pretty well for helping me complete self care tasks when I'm depressed.
I find this preferable to "reparenting" yourself because babysitters let you get away with a little more than your parents do and pretending to be your own mom is sometimes too emotionally fraught. It helps that I've always been better at caring for other peoples' children than I have for myself.
I would gladly do things for a child - make a nice meal, set out their clothes for the night, make their bed cozy, but rarely for myself. Itβs helpful for me to think of myself as a large child to take care of
glam rock horror musical featuring a foppish singer named Beef dressed as a reanimated zombie performing a cantata about Faust. The phantom becomes disfigured when his face is squished in a record press, very rock n' roll.
