I have broken my commitment to 21 days writing every day. I have been busy and when i do work,I find myself too tired to reflect and write.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be too tired and emotionally “sponged” to want to face myself and undo with self forgiveness statements
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be lazy.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not even try, start, or ask.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to compromise asking questions with fear of rejection,punishment, or humiliation. and feeling like im stupid.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to break myself down rather than build myself up.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel like a “bad” friend, cousin, and son.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not tell my mom i love you
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be afraid to show love from my mom…probably due to peer pressure and being cool not allowed to say i love you to parents.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to withdraw love from my mom during junior high years and become cold hearted
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not be good at giving back to my parents and supporting them financially.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not tell my dad i love you
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself not to know how to love people or be a friend or talk to people
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be ashamed of myself
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel sad and lonely and antisocial
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to be anti social
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to make things harder than they really are and thus drain and frustrate myself.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel like I CAN’t do anything or whatever i want
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to hate work and hate workers
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not be able to tolerate a worker and resign because of them
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to hate going to new jobs with new people and see new clicks.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to when i go to new jobs to say fuck you in my head to everyone as a defense mechanism that they wont judge me or try to “fuck” with me
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to “have” to high paced physical jobs to be able to survive and if i dont like it for feeling like im doomed if i leave for feeling like a quitter/loser/weakling
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to become very tired daily.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself when im rock bottom to not want to speak to anyone or do anything again like i protest against everything.
When and as i see myself going into self sabotage. I stop and breathe.
When and as i see myself going into antisocial thoughts i stop and breathe.
When and as i see myself getting emotional and sad I stop and breathe.
When and as i see myself comparing myself to others i stop and breathe