I am not defined by people’s expectations and standards of who they think I should be. It’s not my job, or purpose, to please everyone.
I am not a slave to be worked like a mindless machine that has no hopes and dreams.
I am not a prisoner to a system that tries to tell me who I am, how to live, what to do and say, and how to be.
I am not bound to the mundane existence people in “high” places try to force me into.
I am not afraid to speak the truth and say what needs to be said, even if it is to ten thousand people who do not care to realize the truth. I will speak anyhow. You never know who your words may affect and how they may affect someone.
I am not easily influenced or swayed to think differently. Though I am opened minded and welcome different and new perspectives and ideas, I have a mind of my own that I like to put to good use.
I am not worried or concerned about what people think of me.
I am no longer afraid to be me.
I am no longer sorry for who I am.
I am no longer sorry for being who I am.
I am who I am.