I Am Not Who I Used to Be Stories of Experiences

I am tall, handsome, and have captivating eyes. Ready to yuke yet? Don't worry, I have a self loathing that makes most of the positive descriptions about myself entirely moot. At least, to me. I am 20 years old, due for my first...

this life that i have been blessed to live has carried me down so many roads.
Wow when i think of where i started and look at where i am .....
failed marriages, building a life with the right one, and death takes him away.
Who am i now...

Good. Old me was pathetic.Honestly, I've just spent some time going through my old stories and I...Urgh. Not sure how I ever coped being so weak.Well, I don't want to come across as a deep, dark, brooding and emotionally-closed...

the last four months of my life have been very hard for me. i always thought i was the problem an alot of time i am it but this time it wasnt me. my family has ignored every call every text and kinda been very mad at me for the last 4...

When my sisters were doing a school program at a church, we were praying and I didn't listen to my mom, and she was getting mad so I yelled saying, "Mommy, are you going to put pepper in my mouth?" while we were walking out of the room...

People I've known for a while are always going to associate me with who I used to be, which is why newer people tend to understand me better. I've changed, but people never forget the past.
Old Self:
-Always depressed, usually suicidal...

Every 2-3 years I sort of, switch. My personality, what I do, my actions, whether I'm remorseful or not. From good to bad to good to bad, over and over and over again. With each bad cycle I get worse. I'm in the middle of a good "cycle...

We are constantly changing it may be small and subtle or a revilation even when we don't see it, through our choices and experiences. I realized i had changed after i was out of the military for a while. However i didn't know it at...

But the long detour into inanity is over, I think. Perhaps I will recover the better parts of my youth and undo the damage I did to myself over the years. Perhaps I can regain the self-control I had. Maybe even the dignity and self...

i am not who i use to be, i changed, we all change.
some change for better, some for worse,
we're always changing, no matter what anyone else says,
I just hope my changes are for better and not worse...

I'm not perfect - who is ? I cant figure out what I want or how I became the person I am right now. I am certainly not the same person I was even 5 years ago. A switch went off - a trigger so to speak and its catapulted from there...

I'm not who I use to be, I'm slowly becoming a better version of myself. I've always known I was strong. I've faced some pretty crazy, heartbreaking and life changing obstacles in my life. But I've been able to dig deep and forge ahead...

In high school, my depression was pretty extreme. I hated everything, everyone, and everywhere. I was just all over the place. I didn't have myself together.

I would wear black every day, listen to metal. Even though I despised both...

I'm more open and can tolerate more annoying people/statements than I could when I was in 9th grade (I'm now a senior).

I can't believe I've changed so much.

Let me summarize.

9th grade-
Barely spoke.
Cutter. Attention seeker...

I just read a post that just took my breath away! I , too, was used for what ever was needed then disregarded until something was needed again! I changed so much in the past few years. I have no trust in anyone, and the bad part of...

I am not who I used to be. Is anyone though? Who here can still look at their life through the eyes of a child, where everything is interesting and everything is new. Where you can trust people, and being mean is your mom not letting...

I guess no one on here who know me pretty well and talk to me would never know how much hurt I brought to others I guess. I was so horribly hateful that I ended up having no friends, besides the ones who thought I was cool because I...

A year ago I considered myself a very kind easy going caring low keyed person, someone that would do anything for anybody, never let thinks bother me and so on

The years threw a series of horrible events my life has changed. I can be...

I''m just older, shorter, heavier, greyer, and healthier than I used to be; but the name's the same, the love's the same, the grief and the joy all feel the same.

Recently I saw my shrink and was told that I was stable on my meds and that it was time to be "normal". What is normal? I guess due to my illness I have been either manic or depressed and never in the middle apparently I have achieved...