I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear sharing who I really am because I do not like how it makes me look, even within knowing that who I am is not based on how I look in the eyes of others or the perception I create about myself and keep close by just in case I encounter someone and have to quickly assert that perception/presentation of myself so that they do not see the real me, but just see the presentation of me. Where I keep this so close at all times that I trick myself to believing that this presentation of me is actually me when I know that it is not. Who I am is Who I am, and thus I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be ashamed of who I am because I care what other people think about me.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to feel like I cannot reveal who I really am because my world will collapse.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to support a world where if one speaks the truth about themselves they are frowned upon, even if it is really who they are and is also who everyone around them is also, but that we all keep secret because of fear of being ostracised and Exiled, not realizing we’d all end up on the same island but only as who we really are where we could actually speak/communicate in self honesty of what we have allowed and within this support ourselves to change. Change that will/can not happen in our current system because real communication about who we really are does not exist.
I forgive myself for not realizing that I cannot hide from who I am by admitting it or speaking about it, but that I must actually stop and change and take responsibility for myself.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to participate in the “everything will be ok” Charcater.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to put more work into my presentation of myself than actually working with myself in self honesty to get down to who I really am and what I am allowing within me, and thus giving more attention to that which is fact “not me” thus if I give more attention to my “presentation” of me than the actual real me as who I really am existing as as what I accept and allow within me then does this not mean that I am not real.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to create a barrier within the words I write and speak so that people can never see the actual me – even when I am apparently speaking/writing “self honestly”
I forgive myself for not accepting and allowing myself to understand that sharing who I really am, I do for myself within the decision to stop living in hiding, and living a lie.
I commit myself to assist and support myself to support myself through by writing / speaking / communicating who I really am, starting with working with this point with myself in my self communication, and to within this work with self forgiveness to release myself from all the judgements I have towards myself.
I commit myself to destroy the illusion I have created and believed to be me, as I see it has brought no fruit, but only perceptions that disappear in an instant to reveal I am still hiding and not yet facing the real core of me which I leave untouched,
I commit myself to assist and support myself to find everything within me that I judge about myself and am ashamed of as that is the real truth of myself, everything else is just sugar coating and icing.
I commit myself to assisting and supporting myself to coming to terms with who I really am so that I can stop existing in a fake life as a real lie.
I commit myself to stop giving power to perception instead of just getting to the truth of me. Even if this truth has a consequence that I may not like.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not want to face the truth of me because I fear it. I fear who it makes me, I fear who I am in the eyes of society, the world and the people around me if they only knew who I really was.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I am bad person and that I am less than others.
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Your blog gives comfort. 🙂