I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I am not pretty enough. When and as I see myself to believe that I'm not pretty enough, I stop and breath. I realise that be pretty is not how I think I look like, but how I feel and how I think how other people see me. I commit myself that I know, that I'm pretty enough.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I must be skinny to be pretty. When and as I see myself to believe that I must be skinny to be pretty, I stop and breath. I realise that each person can be pretty if live this word and is pretty and have good behave and so on. I commit myself to know that I not be skinny to be pretty.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that person must behave good if want to be pretty. When and as I see myself to believe that person must behave good if want to be petty, I stop and breath. I realise that I don't know what is real good behave and I don't really know how to behave good. All this years I listen. Be good, look how behave in public, you don't know you behave, and so on and I don't know what is right and what is wrong. So I must behave like other people in group and like people on my age. I commit myself that I look how other people behave and I behave the same than the most other people.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I'm not pretty enough because I have big ass. When and as I see myself to believe that I'm not pretty enough because I have big ass, I stop and breath. I realise that size of ass is not important for being pretty or not. I commit myself to know that size od ass is not important for being pretty or not.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that being pretty is being beautiful like model and all the people must tell you how you beautiful and so on but being pretty is something imaginary, that you can't touch it. When and as I see myself to believe that being pretty is being beautiful like a model and the people must tell you how you beautiful and so on but being pretty is something imaginary, that you can't touch it, I stop and breath. I realise that I look how I look like and how other look like and how I think how other people think how I look like, and so on, but each person see in other people all the best, and on self the worst. I commit myself to see who I am in real not in my imagination.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that other people see me more beautiful than I see myself and I see other people more beautiful that really is. When and ans I see myself to believe that other people see me more beautiful than I see myself and I see other people more beautiful that really is, I stop and breath. I realise that people see on me a lot of things that I don't see on myself and I see on the other people so much small things that I want to have but I think that I don't have. I commit myself to see who I am and how I look like in real and how pretty I am in real.
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