I’m done thinking about it.
The old me would have held onto it.
The new me will let it go.
The old me would have relived it over and over again.
The new me won’t make room or give time to second thoughts.
The old me would have regretted whatever my part in it was.
The new me accepts who I am and my actions.
The old me would repeat over and over, “Maybe if I did it this way would have been different.”
The new me’s mantra is “It is what it is.”
The old me would not be done thinking about it.
The new me is done thinking about it.
The old me knows
the new me is a liar.
I’m not done thinking about it.
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