I am me. In the entire world, there is no one else exactly me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone to chose it. I own everything about me:my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or me.

I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, and my fears. I own my triumphs and success, all my failures and mistakes because I own all of me. I could become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and can be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspect about myself that puzzle me, and other aspect that I do not know, but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for the solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me.

However I look sound, whatever I say and do, whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later in some parts of how looked, sounded, though and felt turn out be unfitting I can discard that, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, I can hear, I can 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 around me. And I'm okay....