I think several years ago I would have interpreted this entirely differently - and so would we all; we are all shaped by our own experiences.
But now: I have no idea who I "ought to be" - and I'm ok with that, I think it's back to life being a journey kind-of-thinking. At one point, in what seems like another lifetime, I would have thought that by the time I was in my thirties there were many things I "ought to be" but now I have learned that different things are the important things.
I'm not "what I want to be" ... or maybe I'm actually ok with this too, honestly, I have no idea what I want to be... Why do I have to be anything? Why can't I simply be? Cogito ergo sum? Right?
But I certainly have come a long way from "who I used to be". I genuinely believe how people handle their problems defines them. Our problems do not define us unless we let them; we choose how we handle them - and that is what defines us.
And, most importantly, I'm definitely not giving up on "becoming what I know I can be"... Just give me a little bit more time and then look out world, I'll be back!
I feel this fits with this today too: