
That last statement really is true...if you're constantly looking in the past...dwelling on and remembering those people and/or experiences that hurt you, what kind of life is that? Sometimes, I find myself getting angry...at the people who hurt me, or myself for getting into that situation, or even just the fact that my mind went there and brought it all back up. The mature adult in me says these people and experiences--the painful ones--served their purpose: they taught me about life, myself, and human nature...losing your childhood innocence of believing that all people will do 'the right thing' and 'mean what they say' and 'follow through on their word' is never easy, but then, I suppose it takes all sorts of people to make up the world...

I was just wondering if any of you had these 'historical flashbacks' that were totally unwanted by you. I flashed back to some ex-boyfriends who really disrespected me and how hurt I was then and how angry it made me later, and of "friends" who really weren't friends at all...but users, abusers, and people who simply "stole" my time...in other words, emotional leeches. Don't mistake me--I don't dwell on these people or experiences (thank God!!) on a regular basis, and although I suppose it's good for me to remember back once and a while to see how far I've come, sometimes I get so caught up in looking back and berating myself or being mad that I forget where I am now, WHO I am now. Does anyone know how this feels? And better still, what do you do about it?

And am I horrible person when I say that a part of me gloats at the fact that some of these nasties--ex-boyfriends, "friends" who were never really good friends at all, nasty trolls on the Internet, and people who were generally not worth my time knowing (whom I was far too nice to!!)--well, most of these nasties, haven't evolved at ALL since I knew them? In some cases, it's only been a few months...in others, it's YEARS. I know that sounds bad, because I really do hope for the best with people and wish for them to grow and mature, but it also reaffirms what I learned about them...that some people are just lazy, trashy slime, and they haven't changed. But I have. And though I'm not vindictive, I am proud...proud that I didn't let chumps like THAT get me down or stop me from pursuing dreams and happiness! Does that make me a bad person?


~ Lizzy
