Quote from: Riley Skye on January 05, 2014, 01:06:26 PM
Something about it I'm mourning. I guess because the person who I see in these pictures is just a completely different person than I am now and that he is a distant memory, a stranger even. I hope that I can make peace with myself. I'm in that part of transition where there is no going back for me and the farther I go the deeper my commitment becomes.
I don't think there is anything bad about missing some part of what was: our bodies included. That was you and you should be proud and happy about what you did and how you looked. However, that moment in time will never happened again, regardless of what you do. You could do better, your could do worse but it is now in the past. For some of us, I don't believe that absolutely everything was bad. For me, there wwere at times a ray of sun through that terrible cloud. For me, the vast majority of it was miserable, full of doubt and self loathing. But, I did enjoy just a little.
The question becomes, "how much of it does one really miss?" and "do I miss so much that I want to change back?" These are real questions that we should ask ourselves They are tough, ugly and nasty questions. But they need to be asked and answered: in total honesty to one's self. Because, at some point, we will answer them. Now is a good time to answer them as at some point, the changes will be permanent. After that, finding out that this was wrong would be very bad.
They do tend to get easier to answer as we age. Quite simply, some things I miss are physically impossible now that I am older. Some of the fond memories are those of a child and while the times were good then, it would be inappropriate now. We need to know our past and what it all means so that today we make the right decisions for tomorrow.
Now, the whole mourning thing might not be good. It could be like mourning for youth that we can never have again. That would be bad. I would suggest that one rejoice in the good memories and take pride in excellence, whatever the form rather than mourn over what was lost so that more could be gained.
For me, my thoughts on this are always on the bottom of my posts. I want to be more than I was. I want clear sunny skies rather than a ray of sun in poking though a terrible storm.
Hugs,
Jen