Allowed

I am allowed to have my own feelings.  For my own reasons.  I am allowed to live freely and free from constant criticism.  I am allowed to pursue joy.  I am allowed to make choices that directly affect me.  I am allowed to think for myself.  I am allowed to put myself in a place and a position where I feel safe.  I am allowed to say what I need to say.  I am allowed to say no.  I am allowed to say yes.  I am allowed to fail....and not be a failure.  I am allowed to be a believer...even when I struggle with doubts.  I am allowed to be loved when I don't measure up.  I am allowed to give grace.  I am allowed to live fully.  I am allowed to live my own life.  I am allowed to grow.  Allowed to change.  And to change my mind.  Or my style.  Or my feelings.  Or....anything.  I am allowed to be dissatisfied.  I am allowed to keep trying.  I am allowed to give up.  I am allowed to back off.  I am allowed to want to be found.  I am allowed to be me.  Free from critique or criticism.  I am allowed to be liked for being me.  Because...the thing is.....I don't have to ask for permission.  I am an adult.  I am free. 
Why is it so easy to forget?
grace to you.