Your past doesn’t define you. It sounds like one of those motivational quotes you’d scroll past on Instagram, right? Some cliché plastered over a sunset or a mountain range, maybe even tattooed on someone’s ribcage in a font they’ll regret in five years. But when you strip away the fluff, the truth behind it is powerful. And if you’ve lived through any kind of serious struggle, it hits harder than just about anything. Because here’s the thing: your past might have shaped you, sure, but it doesn’t get to dictate where you’re headed. That’s your job.
I’ve been through enough to know how easy it is to let your past become your identity. To let those darker moments define your sense of self-worth. Maybe you’ve been there too. Maybe it was an addiction; maybe it was a toxic relationship, or maybe you just made some bad choices that spiraled out of control before you even realized what was happening. And when you’re deep in it, it can feel like there’s no escape. The weight of shame, guilt, regret—it’s like wearing a lead vest 24/7. Heavy as hell.
But here’s the truth that people don’t tell you enough: you can choose to take that vest off. That’s right—you can decide that your past is just that, the past. It’s a part of your story, sure, but it doesn’t have to be the title of your book. You don’t have to let those mistakes, those moments of weakness, those choices you wish you could erase, be the thing that defines you forever. It might have shaped where you are now, but you get to decide where you go next.
There’s a weird comfort people find in letting their past define them, though, isn’t there? It’s familiar. It’s like wrapping yourself in an old, tattered blanket—it smells bad, falling apart, but at least it’s yours. That comfort can be deceiving because it tricks you into believing you can’t change. It whispers lies in your ear: “You’ll always be this way. This is just who you are now. Why even bother trying to be better?” And, for a while, you might even buy into it. I know I did. I convinced myself for years that I was just a sum of my bad decisions, that the damage was done, and that there was no point in trying to fix it.
But here’s the deal: that’s bullshit. Your past doesn’t get to own you unless you let it. At any point, you can say, “I’m done. I’m not carrying this around anymore.” Does it happen overnight? Hell no. It’s messy. It’s a process. You’ve got to do the work—sometimes it’s daily, sometimes it’s minute by minute. But it’s possible. And it starts with accepting the fact that who you were isn’t necessarily who you are, and it damn sure doesn’t have to be who you’ll become.
One of the most important realizations is this: no one’s keeping score of your failures the way you are. It’s easy to think that people are watching your every move, judging every misstep. But most of the time, everyone else is too wrapped up in their own shit even to notice. People will move on from what you’ve done—it’s you who keeps holding on. And that’s the trick, right? You’ve got to let it go. Not in some “everything is rainbows and butterflies” kind of way, but in a real, tangible way. You acknowledge what happened, you make amends where you can, and then you keep it moving.
For me, that shift came when I stopped looking at my past as a weight I had to drag around and started seeing it as fuel for where I wanted to go. You take all that hurt, all that pain, all those screw-ups, and you turn them into lessons. They can either be scars that remind you of your failures or badges that prove you’ve survived. And that survival is something no one can take from you. It’s proof of your resilience.
People love a comeback story, don’t they? But what they don’t tell you is that the most important person who needs to love your comeback is you. Everyone can cheer you on from the sidelines, but if you don’t believe it, you’ll never feel it. And that’s the hardest part—learning to forgive yourself. Because let’s be real, you can make a thousand changes on the outside; you can pick up new habits, start surrounding yourself with better people, get a fresh haircut, whatever. But until you deal with the internal stuff, until you make peace with who you used to be, it’s going to keep dragging you down.
Letting go of your past isn’t about pretending it didn’t happen. That’s just denial, and denial is toxic. It’s about accepting what you’ve done but refusing to let it be the final word on who you are. It’s about looking at your past square in the face and saying, “Yeah, I see you. But you’re not driving this car anymore.” And every time that past creeps back in, trying to take the wheel again, you’ve got to be the one to wrestle it back.
Here’s something I’ve learned: the more you own your past, the less power it has over you. When you start being open about what you’ve been through and what you’ve survived, it stops being this dark cloud that follows you around. It’s like shining a spotlight on a monster hiding in the corner—suddenly, it’s not so scary anymore. You can control the narrative.
But you don’t have to do it alone. There’s this misconception that owning your past and taking control of your life has to be a solo act. That’s nonsense. The people who matter, the ones who genuinely care about you, will be there. And if they’re not? Well, maybe it’s time to reevaluate who’s in your circle. You need people who remind you that you’re more than the worst thing you’ve ever done. People who see your potential even when you’re too blind to see it yourself.
So, what does it look like when you stop letting your past define you? It looks like freedom. It feels like waking up in the morning and knowing that today is a new day, one that’s not dictated by anything other than your choices now. It’s walking into a room without the weight of who you used to be hanging around your neck like a chain. It’s confidence—not the fake kind, but the kind that comes from knowing you’ve been through hell and back and you’re still standing.
Look, the past is always going to be there. That’s just life. But every day, you get a choice: Are you going to let it keep you stuck, or are you going to use it as a launching pad for something better? Because your past might be a chapter in your story, but it’s not the whole damn book. You get to write the rest. So, what’s it going to be?
Stay disciplined. Stay resilient.
Jim Lunsford
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