Story of my life

There are people with a religion.
There are people with a culture.
There are people with a job.
There are people with a family.
And then there are people with a story.

I am a person with a story.
I have a story, not only to tell, but to carry with me as well.

I am not defined by the culture I grew up or live in, or the
religious beliefs that I hold.
I am not defined by the training I had, or the career I
might pursue.
I am not defined by the family that raised me or the people that I surround myself with.

I am defined by that story.
The story of my life.

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