You're in it, same as me.
Yes, I'm in it, but I sure as hell am not proud of it. I remember that much of my background!
And I remember mine! And if I'm proud of where I am, it's because I remember where I was and who I was a few years ago. If they don't want me in their town because I hunt bounty, that's fine with me; but when I leave it's on my own horse, with my own saddle and blanket under me, my wrists and ankles free.