I have changed.
I am not who I used to be, I am better. I don't wanna be the 16-year-old me, but I don't regret having been her. I grew with every mistake I made, with every lesson I learned. I appreciate every truth I was told and every lie I was sold. I'm thankful for everyone who ever crossed my path. For everyone who ever made it past my emotional barrier.
Values that defined me back then, I now resent. Opinions I lived by years ago, I now intend to fight against. I used to let people define me. What they thought I was, I became. I used to let them hurt me. I constantly felt ashamed. "Am I being reasonable? Am I overreacting? Is it okay to feel thisway or is it distracting from what's REALLY important?"
Change is good.
It's healing. I do love the feeling of looking back and seeing my growth, seeing the path I chose and finally realizing I'm worth more than what theyled me to believe. It's a journey that broke me and built me back up again.I was hurting but I learned to feel love again. So when I say it's worth it to keep fighting, I mean it.