Being myself

Some time this week, I was having the usual anxiety issue about what is coming my way. PP was telling me to be myself and I would perform. I was trying to make sense of what it meant to "be myself" because it seemed so broad a term.

Today it struck me. 

That has always been something I like and am pretty good at. I just need to be myself and express my interest in the way I always do. What's wrong with that? 
Perhaps I was too shrouded in my so-called hopes. I was so worried about them being dashed, that I don't even see myself.
What's mine will be mine, PP would say.

I guess?

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