Another long post which might seem silly but, iâm in a ranting mood.
We as people move on from a lot, be it traumatizing, upsetting, or just changing something in our lives. We all form and change when we get older. Although, iâve noticed a lot of people talk about how they miss who they USED to be, how they WERE in the past. And I am one of them.
Iâve told myself most of my life, âItâll be better, itâll changeâ, and it has gotten better, and it did change. But I miss it so desperately. Something once so toxic, so devastating, is on my wish list. And sometimes, I sit back and think âhuh, iâm actually crazy for wanting thatâ, when in actuality, I AM getting better, I AM improving. But itâs different.
Itâs not what it used to be. And it never will be.
And thatâs something really hard to be able to move past. Hell, iâm still trying to move past, and I have my whole life in front of me.
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And that is okay. Changing and becoming a better person, while still missing that old memory is okay. It doesnât mean youâll revert to your old ways, or that all your progress is gone. Youâre allowed to want something from your past.
Missing something that was bad for you doesnât make you bad, it just proves that itâs absent from your life, just as it should be. Itâs a reminder of progress â¤ď¸









