You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to shout from the rooftops.
You have the right to succeed. You have the right to fail.
You have permission to duct tape and fix what's broken, you have permission to leave the shattered pieces of your life in the past.
No matter how oppressed, you have the right to leverage your free will -- the freedom that never goes away, the freedom inside even the last sacred corner of your heart -- and reimagine the landscape of your life; you have only to harness the next opportunity, the next moment, and begin.