I am occasionally confronted by the idea that the only reason that anyone even knows how I used to be is because I tell them. Maybe I should be focusing on enjoying who I am now instead of being so obsessed with proving how much I’ve changed?
I am occasionally confronted by the idea that the only reason that anyone even knows how I used to be is because I tell them. Maybe I should be focusing on enjoying who I am now instead of being so obsessed with proving how much I’ve changed?