to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best to make you everybody else – you must fight the hardest battle and keep on fighting. — e.e. cummings
When we choose to be ourselves, the world will push back. Hard.
But we can learn to hold our feet firmly: to gently sway, like martial artists, out of the tornado path of angry coercion.
And when the whirlwind has passed, there we will be, still ourselves.