You are ugly and fat.
I don’t deserve to succeed and be happy like other people.
You are what you produce.
Let others define what success means to you.
Something bad is going to happen.
Something real bad is going to happen if I do that.
I’m not enough or good enough
I should be afraid.
The busier the better.
More is better.
You really need to be concerned about what others think of you.
Any one of these and more holding me back on any given day.
I’m done with believing the lies.