I used to be much worse at this however. It was like I was a parrot. It was like I was a twin, the frail confused twin that let a stronger twin speak for her, although my sister was not my twin but was a year older than me, like I was her shadow. What made me start "owning" myself was getting away from Robin when she and her friends rejected me. Painful, but I guess the best thing that ever happened, giving birth to "me."