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The thing about people’s pasts is that they are misused.
One with the most terrible of pasts can have a beautiful heart, equally, one with a bright past can be in a dark place. I like to know people’s pasts… It can give you a glimpse into the type of decisions they will be making, or the ones they learned they are no longer to make.
Of course I don’t judge, I’m no saint myself. Sometimes its just difficult to deal with close people’s pasts, versus a stranger’s. When a stranger who is kind and loving reveals to you a series of poor choices they made in the passed years, you praise them for being the awesome person they are now. When someone close to you does the same, you begin to doubt their affection for you and your worth as a person to them.
In the end, everything stems from the insecurities I have. All hated comes from within.
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