I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need friends - friends who like me in order to be able to survive in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need friends to be able to "live" and "fucntion" in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that friends are an absolute necessity.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need friends in order to be able to move myself through this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need to have friends in order to enjoy myself in this world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need a boyfriend in order to be fulfilled and be complete.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need friends in order to be fulfilled and be complete.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define myself as being unfulfilled and incomplete by not having a boyfriend.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define myself as being complete and fulfilled if I would have a boyfriend.

I forgive myself that I haven't accepted and allowed myself to realise that I am here and I am me - I cannot possibly be incomplete or unfulfilled.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that I need other people as friends to entertain me in order for me to enjoy myself as my mind.

I forgive myself that I haven't accepted and allowed myself to enjoy me as who I am unconditionally.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to create "addicions" in order to fill up the apparent "void" that exists inside me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that there exists a void inside me.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that ther is a hole, a void and that it NEEDS to be filled.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that holes and voids are there to be filled.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to sigh whenever I need to think about what we're going to eat today.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define the act of figuring out what to eat as hard and dificult.

I forgive myself that i have accepted and allowed myself to expect that I will not know what to eat once I start wondering about it.

I forgive myself that I haven't accepted and allowed myself to ask my human physical body what it would like to eat - to go with the flow.