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I Have, I Am, I Can

There are three small statements that I have learned to rely and live on. I go back to these three statements when I need to encourage myself and remind myself that: I AM RESILIENT. These statements are I Have, I Am, and I Can. These three 'mini statements' help me get through any rough day that I have and here are what they mean to me (This post will be mostly in list form).

I Have is reminder of everything I am blessed to have in my life.

I HAVE:

  • People around me that I trust and who love me 
  • People who set limits for me. 
  • People who show me how to act by the way the act. 
  • People who help me do things on my own. 
  • People who support me and my goals. 
By having these people, family and friends, who do all these things and more for me I am able to get on a healthy path. I am therefore able to have people who can help me when times get hard on me. 


I Am is quite obvious, it's a reminder of who I am as a person. 

I AM: 
  • A person people can like
  • A person who likes to help others
  • Respectful to myself and others
  • Willing to take responsibility for what I do. 
  • Sure I will be alright. 
By being able to remember these and remember who I am I able to center myself and my focus on myself and my goals. 


I Can is a reminder of everything I am able to do when I have rough days arise. 

I CAN: 
  • Talk to others about things that bother me
  • Find ways to solve problems that I face 
  • Control myself when I feel like somethings not right 
  • Find someone to help me when I need it
By stopping and reminding myself of what I can do about the situation I am to take charge and help myself. 


These three small statements are what I live by. They have gotten me out of many bad days by simply reminding myself that I Have, I Am, and I Can!

I HAVE survived my past, I AM resilient and I CAN survive anything else that is thrown my way!


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