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[thejunipertree]

I used to be another person.

I said those words to the Engineer two nights ago while talking about what I was like long before he had met me. And I'm still continually struck by how true they are. I used to be someone completely different, totally unrecognizable. It's bizarre to me, that someone can change so very drastically in the course of their life. Within the past six years, there's been even more changes. Hell, within the time since my mother died. I'm not the same person.

Some things about me I miss. Other things? Not so much.

Sometimes I wish I could hold that girl I used to be underwater and watch her slowly drown. She wouldn't have struggled. Just closed her eyes and dreamed the dreams of slumbering mermaids.

And other times, I want nothing more than to wrap her in my arms and tell her that things will change. Not necessarily always for the better, but change nonetheless.

Comments

[greyboy.livejournal.com]

Change is what lets you know life is happening.

funny, that

[tony-s.livejournal.com]

I was just having the same thoughts over the course of the last 24 hours... no, not that I'm not the girl I used to be. Let's just shut up, I'm trying to be serious here....

I was walking down the street yesterday wondering how much the old me would be wanting to beat the living crap out of new(er), vegetarian, west philly me and how new me would try to talk him out of doing it because he would just feel bad about it later.

what the hell?

Change is the only thing that is constant.

Point is, I think I totally get where you're coming from.

Re: funny, that

[meetzemonsta.livejournal.com]

The new you would also recommend that the old you go to therapy. And the old you would probably then try to pistol whip the new you. And all of the me's would be sitting around snorting and laughing.

That being said, how've you been doing lately, sunshine?

[rowan-1958.livejournal.com]

As others have said, change is the only constant, and it's not necessarily a BAD thing. You would not recognize the 20-something me if you met her...but truth be told, I miss her. I think I'm starting to reconnect with her, on different levels, and I know I'll never be *her* again, but....

Love you honey!

[mrbadluck.livejournal.com]

yea I was also just thinking about that and how much the new me would hate the old me if they met on the street Oh it would be on mother fuckers! it just shows your growing thats all we are what we do for the most part.