When did I let go of me?

There are some days when you are reminded that you've forgotten who you originally are.
Over the years, I spent learning, adapting & somewhere I became too nice. I wish I knew that management lessons of giving others the space to opine does not mean agreeing with them, and it does not mean that I have to change my views.
Somewhere along the way, I started living someone else's life... and this year I've resolved to live my own. Let's see where it takes me. Will I become rebellious? Too aggressive? Too opinionated?
Or will I get tired of fighting for my individuality and slip into my habit of giving in?
I'd like to know when I let go of me. Someone once dedicated a long time reminding me in small ways that I had to find me. But, I never could & maybe would but never did for good.
In small ways, in tiny actions, and quck chats I was led to being me. But, when I started swimming on my own, I no longer know how to be me-those small lessons seem forgotten.
Today, finding me within myself is difficult... but, I have not given up. Because, giving up is for cowards. The key is to find my space. And in my space, I will find me.