And I lived again

Who am I? What makes me think of myself or my identity in this way? Am I this body? Or am I the result of my actions and everything I have learned throughout my life? Am I my mind? My thoughts? My personality? My soul? My will? Am I really the person I think I am? What would I do if I felt that you do not belong to the body you own? I have always wondered about this, I have suffered greatly trying to adapt to my new life. I was not used to my face nor to my body, I was not used to my surroundings nor to my environment.. and I lived again with a heart that is not mine.