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People can change. I have witnessed it and experienced it. Take me for example...am I the same woman I was 4 years ago? Not even remotely close. Honestly? I have no clue who that woman was. All I can remember about her was that she was extremely unhappy and did not see any way out of her unhappiness. Thankfully there were some friends who held onto her, stuck by her side while she was making stupid mistakes knowing full well that she was hurting and reacting from that pain and they helped her see the light at the end of the tunnel. That woman died sometime in the past 4 years. I cannot honestly tell you when because it was a gradual death. Bit by bit she stopped breathing and the woman who I am today took over.

Change does not happen overnight. A person cannot become who they were meant to be in a 24 hour time span. It takes mistakes, successes, enlightenment and support from people who love them. Through that growth period there are going to be people who drop out of the circle of friends. People who don't like the changes they are seeing in someone. I've come to the opinion that those people leave because it makes their own faults and foibles so glaringly painful to them. They need negative people around them so they don't have to focus on just how unhappy their lives are. They can cover their trials with a game face so to speak. Pretend that they aren't a miserable person. As long as they don't have to face their demons...they don't exist. They don't exist until they see a friend decide to pluck up the courage to pull themselves from the abyss and get their life in order. Once they see that happen...they will do everything within their power to end the friendship so they don't have to deal with their own black hole of a life. It's sad there are people who do not want their friends to change and grow as a person. I know this all too well from my personal experiences.

Changing as a person is a good thing if you take that change in a positive direction. A negative direction needs no definition. I experienced a positive change in someone last night. It brought me to tears and even this morning when I was thinking about it I was tearing up. People change. Some for the good. Some for the bad. The only way to see that change is to get to know the person. See them for who they are now. Not who they were then. If everyone were to do that...we would be a much happier people.

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