Give It New Meaning
There is a song I hated for almost thirty years.
One mortifying high school moment had fused itself to it. For decades, the first note dropped me straight back into it, cringing, every single time. Then three weeks ago, life cued that exact song up again, in front of a full room, with no warning, and handed me a choice most people never realize they have: stay in the old memory, or build a new one right on top of it.
You have that same choice, and it's more powerful than anything your thinking mind can talk you into. This is about the moment you stop reliving the version that hurt and start…
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