Thoughts on metamorphosis

Last night I had a night filled with vivid dreams of apartment hunting, teeth falling out, and lots of bath tubs/showers and even hot tubs in one bathroom.
While doing some research on the symbology behind these themes, a common thread emerged through them all: that thread was growth. More specifically, painful growth.
I am becoming more self aware these days and I don't like what I see.
I still see the hurt little girl in the corner from 25 years ago and I don't yet understand how to help her heal.
I, however, am becoming very aware of why I seem to do or react the way I do. This is actually a big step in the right direction, when before I didn't understand why, let alone THAT I WAS reacting in a atypical manner.
For example, my husband has always said I overly analyse people's intentions. I never really saw what he was talking about until this past Christmas, when I thought his mom was upset with me about something and after I confronted her about it, she didn't even know what I was talking about.
Something very healing happened when she looked me in the eyes and said, "no, I'm not like that, Sarah. You don't have to worry about that with me.".
I can't explain it but this peace came over me and the pressure to perform "just so" fell off my shoulders. A pressure I wasn't even aware I was carrying around in the first place.
I can see now that I have preemptively tensed up in every interaction I've had with others, expecting that I would somehow upset them without meaning to.
I think a lot of this stems from my childhood
God is calling the older generations to go forth and send out His love and light to mentor and heal the younger generations. Will we answer this call?