This is why I somehow hate meeting people from my past. They're stark reminders of what I used to be. I do have some friends that've gotten comfortable with my growth and see my present self for what I am.

But some like to bring up my past fuckups - maybe cuz they're deep down jealous of how far I've come and those are the only things they think they can drag me down with.

Finding people that understand people are dynamic entities that change constantly is hard