haaa, what's in a name? A lot: I forgive myself for allowing myself and accepting from myself to define me by a name.
I forgive myself for allowing myself and accepting from myself considering myself to be taken less 'serious' when using a nickname like 'tullepie' and this way gaining a false sense of freedom to be allowed to be more 'foolish' and 'ignorant' and 'stupid' and 'dumb'.
I forgive myself for allowing myself and accepting from myself to, in a way, making fun of others by using the nickname 'tullepie' to show them they are taking themselves too serious by choosing nicknames with 'distinguished' meanings.
I forgive myself for allowing myself and accepting from myself to feel more free, less complicated, more save, less responsible, when using 'tullepie' instead of my birthname 'Ingrid'. I am not a name
names are useful to separate people, to pinpoint
names are of this world
I use names to separate me from who I really am I forgive myself for allowing and accepting from myself to have used names to separate me from other beings. I forgive myself for allowing and accepting from myself to use language as a device to separate me and existence.
'define' sounds like 'divine' btw
Ik vergeef mezelf dat ik mezelf heb toegestaan en van mezelf heb geaccepteerd mezelf te definiëren dmv een naam.
