‘We can’t go back to yesterday we were different people then.’ But I’m not sure I’d want to. I wasn’t the same person yesterday, or back then. I’m more emotionally comfortable now.
If I were to go back I wouldn’t know what I know now, I’ve grown in confidence. I wouldn’t be writing and my life would never change because the people in it, would still be the same. To go back they would also have to change.
There comes a time where even though we may think we want to go back, we find that somewhere in our conscious, we’re better placed to handle our difficulties now. Past experiences and maturity give us those.
It’s important we learn to focus on the present and not spend so much time thinking about or living in the past. It may be that we haven’t yet set out to achieve what we’re still aiming to achieve in our present, but for me if going back means dealing with neglect, I would rather be where I am now.
Our outlook often looks different when we look back. Sometimes we forget to take the rose-coloured spectacles off, particularly where we see our lives and people more favourably and yet our experiences weren’t those. When we come to equate our life to now and compare our life to the past, the mind will always play tricks.
Perhaps it’s us wanting to believe and see the good in what’s gone, certain circumstances or people and sometimes it’s as if those experiences didn’t happen to us, but to some earlier prototype of ourselves. We often can’t imagine those being our experiences, or maybe we just don’t want to.