Who Am I?

A month spent in self-loathing and self-abuse. Now time for introspection. Time to find an accurate definition of me. Time to shed the old skin and emerge whole. Are we defined by our station in life? Our successes and failures? Our choice of mates? Our children? Our friends? Which "me" do I want to be?
What I have learned in my soul diving,,
I am a sensualist bordering on hedonist. I grow strong with pleasure. My soul expands and soars when surrounded by beautiful music, soft fabrics, exquisite food, intelligent minds.
I am a champion for the underdog. Tenacious bitch when those I love are threatened.
I don't love easily but when I do it is forever. My soul is easily wounded. I rarely if ever allow the world to see that. Proud but not vain. Protective but lacking in the jealous gene. Curious to the point of being dangerous. Screaming liberal with a conservative twist. Fiercely tender. A walking enigma. Basically invisible in the spotlight. The cellophane woman.
Slow to anger. I don't get mad. I always get even. A mental cannibal. SmartAss extraordinaire. Carnivore. Sweet tooth. Difficult Christian. Strong faith. I hate the hypocrisy that is organized religion today. I trust the one I see in the mirror. I answer to my eyes, my fathers eyes. Easily entertained and amused. Wicked sense of humor. Extremely self-sufficient and independent. Dancer. Mother. Daughter. Nurse.
Me.