I am me.
In all the world, there is no one exactly like me.
There are persons who
have some parts like me, but no one adds up exactly like me.
I own everything about me,
My body, my mind, my eyes, and my feelings, whatever they may be… anger, joy, frustration, love, disappointment, and excitement.
My mouth and all the words that come out of it,
polite, sweet or rough, correct or incorrect;
My voice, loud or soft.
And all my actions,
whether they be to others or to myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and
successes, all my failures and mistakes.
I can love me and be friendly with me in all parts.
I can then make it possible for all of me to work in my best interests.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me and other aspects that I do
not know.
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles,
and for ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at
a given moment in time is ME .
This is authentic and represents where I am in that
moment in time.
When I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and
did, and how I thought and felt,
some parts may turn out to be unfitting.
I can discard that which is unfitting, and keep that which proved fitting, and invent
something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.
I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of
people and things outside of me.
I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me.
I am me, and I am okay.