Am I a Free Spirit?

If there's someone I could tell my stories to, I wouldn't know where to start and I dont know whom to share it to.
Life has been distinctively lived in this side of the world. It did changed me a lot, but it doesn't mean there's nothing left of what i grew up with inside me. It's still in here, somewhere inside, wanting to come out. Everything around me is too diverse from what I beleived in. Looking at myself right now, Im lost. I lost myself in this world. There's too many choices and life is too loose. No limits. No right way. Life is good when you lived it the way you wanted it to. If you are happy about certain things, no one and nothing can hold you. No strings would tie you to take a grab of it. "Whatever makes you happy, go for it" - this keeps on reverberating in my mind. Its hard to keep this words in the surface of your head if you are used to do things with limits. The "LIMITS" have taught me to value things that I NEED than the things that i WANT. In contrary to what's around me and this point of my life now, Im totally lost. I dont know what matters to me now- Is it to see myself as a free spirit? Or someone that has been cast into this diverse world with responsibilities for her old life. My responisibilities of that so-called life, have brought me here. And to where "here" is, I discovered chances of life as vast as an ocean, ways of life I never thought it could be real. But Im still lost, should I go be a free spirit? Or should I let it pass me by, wishing that it wasn't the right thing and the right time.