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Now, when I see someone trying to do better—
I remind myself that their past isn’t their prison.
It’s just a part of the story.
Not the ending.

We all deserve the space to evolve.
And if someone’s brave enough to change—
The least we can do is stop holding them back with old labels.

But then I realized—
I don’t owe anyone an explanation for my growth.
And I definitely don’t need to carry shame for a version of me that no longer exists.

People change.
I changed.
And the right ones?
They’ll see that.
The rest?
They were never meant to walk with me through this chapter anyway.

I’ll be honest—
It hurt.
Because I knew how far I had come.
But I also knew they didn’t care to look past their old version of me.

And for a while, I tried to prove I had changed.
Tried to explain.
Tried to show them.

Every mistake I made years ago…
Every wrong choice…
Every version of me that I had already outgrown—
They held onto it like it was the full story.

And no matter how much I improved,
how much I learned,
how much I evolved—
They’d still bring up who I was back then.

Indeed