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Reading this, I kept thinking about how convenient it is to outsource our defects to “past versions” of ourselves — as if the earlier self were a separate species we can diagnose and move beyond. It feels cleaner that way. More contained. But sometimes I wonder if that move is just another layer of avoidance — a way to narrate growth without actually dissolving the pattern.

What if the defect isn’t something we outgrow, but something that keeps reconstituting itself in subtler forms? Not disappearing — just refining its disguise.

At what point does calling something “my past self” become a way of protecting the current one?

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