Understanding myself

I had a hard time understanding myself when I was growing up. My grandmother always said I was just like my father, but I had a hard time with it. I think maybe it was because I didn't fit in anywhere and wanted to know if he had experienced the same thing. Later on I was pressured to be more outgoing and social because I was told my personality was abnormal by outsiders. People could see that I was unsure of myself, so they took advantage of that. I was always manipulated as a young person and it was always a power struggle between people over me. The day I realized I was a puppet, I cut the strings, walked away, and started doing soul work.