I am who I choose to be. I have always been what I chose, though not always what I pleased.

I am the me I choose to be.

I know who I am and who I may be, if I choose.

I am not what happened to me; I am what I choose to become.

I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.

I care not so much what I am in the opinion of others, as what I am in my own.

I am not what happens to me. I choose who I become.

Now that I’m free to be myself, who am I?

I do not care so much what I am to others as I care what I am to myself.

I know where I’m going and I know the truth, and I don’t have to be what you want me to be. I’m free to be what I want.

Let me be that I am and seek not to alter me.

I am somebody. I am me. And I don't need anybody to make me somebody.

Alone with myself and my talent, I chose it in some way I never had before. I chose myself also. The person I was and had been all along, the one who had not belonged to the place where she was born, nor to the places she found along the way, the one always under the mask, here she came out and breathed the air and felt at home. I had always believed that to be this person might destroy me or the world, and so as the world seemed to end, this made the end of the world seem nearly a paradise.

You don't need anybody to tell you who you are or what you are. You are what you are!