There is a limit to how much you can change to be liked for who you really are.
In the end you don't so much find yourself as you find someone who knows who you are.
There is no such thing as a list of reasons. There is either one sufficient reason or a list of excuses.
I respect more the person who struggles with his faith than the person who is confident in his skepticism.
Better to start up a thousand wrong roads than to spend your life going nowhere because you know the way.