I fit perfectly within my vibration. I am wholly complete in the knowledge that I am who I am supposed to be!

You possess great strength, great spirit and great soul.

I am a living breathing word of GOD.

Without adversity, we never find who we are.

My thoughts and actions made me who I am.

I don’t want to...Be like this,” I whispered as I looked away, and once I said it, I didn’t even want to take the words back. A weird sensation hit me, almost like...Like relief. That didn’t make sense. Or did it? “I don’t like who I am.”My gaze returned to his, and the concern was still there, filling his hazel eyes and thinning out his mouth. Tears crawled up the back of my throat. Humiliating actually, to admit something so intimate like that, but now I wasn’t the only one who knew this about myself. It wasn’t my secret.“It’s okay. You’re not going to feel that way forever.” Rider smoothed his thumb along my jaw. I closed my eyes, wanting to believe him. Needing to. He kept his voice low as he spoke. “Nothing lasts forever, Mouse.

Your choices say a lot about who you are and much more about who you are becoming.

In that moment, I felt differently to myself yet the essence of who I really was.Like a perfect state of balance.

I grabbed hold of my Divergence like it was a hand outstretched to save me. I needed that word to tell me who I was when everything else was coming apart around me. But now I'm wondering if I need it anymore, if we ever really need these words, 'Dauntless,' 'Erudite,' 'Divergent,' 'Allegiant,' or if we can just be friends or lovers or siblings, defined instead by the choices we make and the love and loyalty that binds us.

Don't like me for what I am.Just like me for who I am.