I deserve - no.
I am worthy - no.
I am rich - no.
I am cursed - yes.
I am possessed - yes.
I stand up for myself - no.
I am self confident - no.
I know what self confidence feels like - no.
I am ready to release myself from my relationship - yes.
I am poor - yes.
I am guilty - yes.
I feel fear - yes.
I want to release vows - yes.
I want to release oaths - yes.
I respect people's free will - no.
I am doomed - yes.
I have money - no.
I love myself - no.
I hate myself - yes.
BELIEFS HOLDING WEIGHT (Pardon the
pun)!
I chew/eat because I feel nervous, scared, angry, unhappy,
unloved, trapped, guilty, shameful, etc.
Exercising can't and won't help me.
I'm cursed with being fat.
It doesn't matter what I do or try because I will always be fat.
I was the fat kid in school.
Pull all curses, spirits, wayward spirits, demons, entities,
cords, hooks, negative energies, engram banks, spiritual
implants, oaths, vows, attachments, obligations, the greys, the
blacks, the blues, regrets, shame, life choices, guilt etc
holding fat.
I see myself as the fat girl/woman/man/boy.
I have always been fat so why should I change now?
I am comfortable being fat.
I am uncomfortable being thin.
I will make others/my family feel uncomfortable if I lose my
fat. It will make me feel uncomfortable if I lose my fat.
Fat people are happy.
If I'm thin I'll be miserable, because thin people are unhappy
mean and out to get me.
I need to heal the fat girl/boy/woman/man inside me.
It serves me to carry the fat gene.
I will be punished for being too thin.
I expect to see a fat girl/woman/boy/man in the mirror or in any
reflective surface.
I crave carbs because I have to be and need to be fat and robust
so I can care for/take care of my family.
Being fat is healthy/sexy/safe/powerful/nurturing/loving.
I will disappoint him/her/them/me if I don't eat everything on
my plate, and I don't want to disappoint him/her/them/me.
I look and feel like Jabba The Hut.
Mamas, Mothers, Caregivers, and Caretakers have to be fat.
I resent, hate, am disgusted by, am angry with, feel guilty for,
am sad about (being fat) (thin people).
They held us/me down and force fed us/me.
I have to eat/drink every time I am in the kitchen and look in
the fridge and look through the cupboards.
Pull all past lives, concurrent and current lives, recurring
lives, and future lives where I was/am fat. Send love to the fat
from God Source from all Universes, so the fat knows it's time
to leave.
I stuff myself with food to dull the pain in my life.
My fat is my armour - my shield.
My fat serves to keep me invisible, and I am comfortable being
invisible.
No one expects great things from me because I'm fat.
Fat equals/is tantamount to beauty.
Command the tone be played for the fat cells to shrink and leave
your body.
It is fashionable, joyous, noble, prosperous, healthy, and
freeing to be fat.
I have thin people.
Thin people make me sick.
Thin people care less about others.
I resent myself for being fat.
My family told me/tells me that I will always be fat.
My family thinks it's uncomfortable and weird when I am thin and
exercise and take care of myself.
Who would I be without the fat/my fat, to protect me?
My fat keeps me warm, holds me, cuddles me, in the day/night,
and always.
My fat loves me, and I love my fat.
Munching, crunching, eating and chewing is like gnawing on
bones, and makes me feel full, satisfied and safe.
I feel safe when I eat, crunch, munch, tear, and chew.
Eating is competing.
I have to eat faster than everyone else so I don't miss out.
If I don't eat it first they might take it from me and then I
will be/go without.
Teach from God Source what it feels like to eat healthy,
exercise, take care of your physical body, respect your physical
body, love your physical body.
Thin people get sick, are sickly, unhealthy, and I don't want
that to happen to me.
I eat to survive, for survival, for self preservation.
I will always be the fat girl/boy/woman/man.
I don't want to offend my host/s (my own host body) by being
picky and eating less.
What will I/they think if I am thin?
My fat is ingrained in my genetic code/makeup.
Men like a woman they can hold/grab on to.
Men like some "meat" on a woman/their women.
Men don't like to make love to a stick.
My fat is nurturing and comforting to men and my family and me.
I can't run anywhere fast/get away if I am fat.
My fat holds me hostage/prisoner.
I am trapped by my fat.
I crave grease, carbs and crispy things.
I can't resist Mamas, Moms, my husbands, my own cooking.
The only way my Mom shows me she loves me is through her food,
so when I eat her food I feel and absorb her love.
I eat to survive - replace with: I eat when I am hungry.
I'll never grow if I don't eat a lot.
My kind will die out/become extinguished if I don't eat a
lot/gorge myself on food.
I have to eat for everyone/everybody else's survival.
Everyone's survival depends on me eating enough.
I sacrifice my fat body to the village for many a meal.
They fed/fattened me up so they could feed on me when times were
lean and tough.
It doesn't matter what I do
or pull or change because I believe I will always be fat no
matter what, and ain't nothing or no one can help me.
Even though I know what's good for me, I still load my body with
crap, empty calories, and carbs.
My eating is automatic - I don't even think about it - I just
stuff myself when I eat.
I carry excess weight. I carry excess weight with pride.
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