I Forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not voice, not think, but simply remain idle and ‘not do anything’ because of being in ‘that time of the month’ wherein I access a rather spiteful mode toward ‘having to go through this’ and believing that I have the ‘right’ to ‘not do anything because I don’t feel well’ which is unacceptable considering that my body doesn’t take vacations to stop digesting the food that I eat or stop the intake of oxygen just because it gets ‘fed up’ of doing so for a while, which means that I have not yet learned what it is to stand equal and one as my physical body, regardless of any ‘feeling’ or experience that is only created at a mind level within me Upon an actual physical process that I already know simply have to breathe through-it.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to access my desire to create some form of friction within me toward others, and because I have no one to ‘fight against’ I simply give up on myself and rather go to sleep and ‘forget about it all’ which is like throwing a tantrum as the ‘menstruation personality’ as a child that wants to be spoiled and have benefits because ‘oh I am in my periods, I am sensitive, I am in pain, I don’t want to do anything’ which is unacceptable considering the billions of women that go through the same process I go through every single month and having to work or else, they die.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be obfuscated by this seemingly ‘uncomfortable’ experience which means that I give it too much attention as the mind, and that I am not effectively breathing, here, wherein I make sure that any bit or trace of the menstruation-personality is stopped, as I see, realize and have proven to myself that I am able to work and function as usual when being in my period, which means that this time I am using it as an excuse to hide something else that I have been storing and only use this point as a valve of escape to ventilate my own unsorted points of self-direction and justifying them with ‘being in my period.’
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience grievance when having my periods wherein I feel that ‘I have the right to not do anything if I don’t want to’ because this is something that ‘happens to me’ without me wanting it to happen, which had been a physical process that I have deemed as a curse and a used as a justification to not breathe, not move and rather remain just idle within my self-infatuation as to ‘why’ I have the right to ‘not do anything’ linked to being in my periods.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to become spiteful toward myself and everything because ‘I just don’t feel like doing anything today’ which clearly indicates I am giving permission to my mind to direct myself, manifesting such thoughts a deliberate shunning away of everything that I had planned to do and become rather stagnant and giving too much attention to pain, just watching the ceiling like the old times which is pointing out: red flag, red flag, you’re accessing that ‘zone’ again.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to feel so ‘out of control’ of myself whenever I have my periods in ‘this way’ wherein it is obvious that it exacerbates any point that I’ve accumulated as that sense of ‘fogbound’ and procrastination when seeing ‘oh it is too much that I have to do,’ which I then use as an obviously fuckedup excuse to not do it at all and instead, justify my inaction with and because of physical discomfort based on ‘how I feel,’ wherein the moment there is a ‘how I feel’ justification I realize I must investigate what is behind it, instead of just blaming menstruation and hormones for it.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience contempt toward hormones themselves and chemicals and my own thoughts doing ‘this to me’ which is obviously irresponsible because I realize and have proven to myself before that I can remain stable during ‘these days’ and that any other experience that emerges, has to do with how I am directing myself in my day to day living and it’s got nothing to do with ‘menstruation’ itself.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that ‘I have the right to have a day or two off because I don’t feel like doing anything’ while I realize that if I allow this deliberate spitefulness toward life, why should life support me unconditionally 24/7 without Ever complaining or wanting to ‘take a day or two off’- such as the body deciding to stop working, which would obviously mean I would die.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to project my own self-irritation toward ‘my period’ and only become more ‘fed up’ with all without realizing it is only me as my mind creating this experience wherein the moment I give in to ‘go to sleep’ I am in fact saying ‘my mind wins, she wants to rest, let her be.’
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desire to just lay on the ground facing the ceiling and do nothing, just breathing, without realizing that this is just another form of laziness based on procrastination and the accumulation of having lots to do and instead of moving, I decide ‘oh I need some time because, you know, I don’t ‘feel’ that well today’ – which is using my period and the days before that as an excuse to not move, which is not acceptable because the obvious example that comes is all women that must work over 12 hours a day, with only a few minutes to rest in between, working as a slave in a factory and I wonder: what the fucking hell am I complaining about, really
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to complain about ‘me not wanting to do anything’ wherein there is people that if they don’t move, they don’t eat that day, and that if they ever would want a ‘day to rest’ it would mean the end of their life.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to react to time frames and believe that it will be an eternity to get something/ somewhere without realizing that, I won’t be going anywhere or going ‘somewhere else’ but here as myself, which implies that no matter what ideas may come up in my head in relation to the future, I am here, I have to walk my day by day and moment by moment here with absolute certainty of myself as my physical body – everything else is just mind distraction.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use experience and physical discomfort/ pain as an excuse to not move.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to realize that complaining is just whining, is just arguing for my limitations instead of actually moving and doing and remaining stable within self-movement, not allowing a physical process to tamper my hereness.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to use menstruation as an excuse to make males feel ‘bad’ in the past because through us women being the only ones experiencing ‘this’ I could then justify my mood, my anger, my irritation projected onto them, because they would not know ‘what it feels like to be a woman while menstruating’ and the pains the body goes through, which is then used as an excuse to have people spoil me, do whatever I want as a way for ‘them’ to compensate for ‘me being a woman’ (which is ridiculous thinking, but it did happen that way) – and if this doesn’t happen because I am alone, I spoil myself through not doing anything and just shutting everything off and sleeping, justifying it as my ‘way to spoil myself’ because ‘I deserve it, I am in pain, I am a woman’ which is plain-sight self-victimization as an excuse to not move.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be spiteful toward all beings that are here as myself in every moment that I ‘give up’ the self-direction and justify it with knowledge and information as a way to validate why I don’t ‘feel’ like doing something today, wherein in the past, I’d seek the comfort of someone spoiling me to ‘feel better about myself’ and because there is no one to do that, I ‘give it to myself’ yet without any actual realization of what impact this has overall as a single acceptance and allowance in my world, as a point of giving up self-direction to self-manipulation, justification and spitefulness toward myself, my own process, and life itself with my stagnant and idle behavior, which is truly unacceptable.
I have realized idleness is a great experience temptation in my world, it’s been an actual pattern that I have even taken for granted, wherein I can just remain still doing nothing for quite some time as form of ‘zoning out’ and not thinking as a way to not ‘face myself,’ but also creating this belief that it will take ‘extra effort’ for me to move, which is just another justification and idea in my mind – I see and realize that it only takes self-direction and the actual physical self-impulse to do so, without energy, but self-movement in itself, which won’t be based by this energetic surge as I was used to move myself before, but it is now really self-movement in the most raw possible way: I move – or I don’t move and nothing and no one else determines that but myself.
I forgive myself that I haven’t accepted and allowed myself to be fully self-directive in all moments, because I am allowing a justification of a physical process to be a way to shut myself down from everything for a while and not really wanting to participate, move or interact because of just wanting to remain idle and sleep away the experience both physically and mentally.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be accessing this energetic experience of annoyance toward myself as the physical experience, wherein it is the same surge of desire to just punch something to exert out anger for anything to anyone as an outlet to what I have accepted and allowed to compound within myself, as this bits of lack of self movement, dissatisfaction with myself as energetic ‘lack’ to move, and use anger or irritation as a way to ‘get myself back on track’ because they imply negative energetic experiences that I had become also used to experiencing as a way to ‘feel alive.’
I realize that the only reason why I had neglected being an angry person was because of judging anger as ‘bad’ and I didn’t want to be a ‘bad person’ which lead me to become angry – lol – at anyone that would point out that ‘I was angry or moody’, wherein ‘moody’ meant that they were aware I was in my period and me just being über pissed off for them being aware of my mood being because of having my periods and in that, fuel my own experience due to not wanting people to notice that I was being ‘a victim’ of my own hormones.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not be self-directive in every moment of breath Even More So when I ‘know’ beforehand that whenever I am in my periods, I become a victim of hormones – therefore,
When and as I see myself being a victim of my own ‘hormones’ and blaming something ‘in separation of myself’ for my own experience, justifying that with ‘oh but I’m in my periods, I’m allowed to be pissed off and not wanting to do anything, because it’s this ‘obnoxious thing’ happening to me, I am not responsible for that’ – which are plain justifications to not act, not move and be self directive. I realize that in me saying ‘oh well, let’s just let it be for a day’ I am in fact spiting myself and that everything just falls apart with one single allowance of me saying ‘oh but …’ and justification streaming along, which is the moment that I must breathe and stop and I realize it does take physical visible and tangible self movement to MOVE – otherwise: nothing will change and nothing will move.
I realize that the only way to dissipate this energy is through breathing, because becoming stagnant and or extremely angry are but polarities of the same point which is energy only, accumulated and wanting to be exerted either through the positive way or negative way, both equally harmful and unnecessary if I realize the extent of harm that my body goes through with every single experience and reaction that I generate through thinking instead of just doing it.
I realize that I simply require to become more directive within myself and my physical body experiences, supporting it with ‘extra-attention’ toward breathing itself, and not giving extra-attention to the physical experience while going through periods as I realize that there is nothing and no one to blame for that, there is no way to make it stop from happening every single month and that the only way I can support myself is through ensuring I don’t participate in the ‘mood swings’ and giving all my attention to the physical discomfort, but simply continue breathing and walking, no matter what my mind says as ‘Oh but that’s not enough!’ and trying to throw a tantrum about there not being any physical solution to not have a way to stop the periods from coming month after month.
It is the same way as I had complained in the past about having to eat, there is nothing I can do about it: I eat, I stop the experiences toward having to eat, having to shit, having to live on a day to day basis within a routine that I know that If I don’t follow through I die –thus, I stop creating any experience toward bodily functions that I realize I can simply breathe through, move and stabilize myself if any thought wants to add some ‘spice’ to these physical processes.
Wasting Time is not a cool point at all considering it is a mind-decision spiting the physical that is always unconditionally taking air in, breathing, transporting blood throughout our veins – and what do we do? we create tantrums to not move, unacceptable.
I stand up for life which means, I learn from my own physical body’s unconditional Self-Movement which I must equalize myself as with no excuse or justification to not do so.