I have an amazing future and a pretty good present, so why am I worried/concerned/frustrated/self-conscious/giving a fuck at all about my past? I have spent so much time and effort building my self-esteem and moving toward the life I want. But I am embarrassed by the person I was and the life I had. Besides using my past to learn lessons, why do I care about it at all? I let reminders of it shake me and my confidence. Doubt creeps in and I forget the most important thing: who I am now.
Rather than continuing to move ahead, I sometimes slip back into the past. This can actually propel me in the right direction. But only if I don’t dwell there. Instead, I need to recognize what lesson I still have to learn, and then keep moving forward.
“Up and at ’em, Atom Ant!”