I am allowed to have an opinion, to say what I think, what I want and what I know.

I am allowed to have feelings. I am allowed to feel happy when things are good, to laugh at things that I find funny, to feel pain and sadness when things hurt me, and to feel angry when I witness acts that are cruel and unjust.

I am allowed to cry without feeling ashamed.

I am allowed to talk about my memories, even if I wish to discuss them on multiple occasions.

I am allowed to be affected by things that affect me.

I am allowed to develop my own thoughts and draw conclusions based upon what I believe to be true.

I am allowed to change my mind, and change it back again.

I am allowed to enjoy my interests and passions without having to provide justification.

I am allowed to want to better myself.

I am allowed to like what I like, and dislike what I dislike.

I am allowed to stand up for myself.

I am allowed to sometimes do nothing all day, and enjoy it.

I am allowed to fail.

I am allowed to make mistakes.

I am allowed to have regrets.

I am allowed to change.

I am allowed to sing, and dance, and shout.

I am allowed to forgive as and when I choose.

I am allowed to share worries and fears without being advised to ‘get over it’ or informed that I am ‘too sensitive.’

I am allowed to share my achievements and successes, however small, when I am proud of myself.

I am allowed to do things in the way that I wish to do them.

I am allowed to write my own script to my own life.