Change That Transforms: How Life’s Hard Lessons Made Me Better

Change isn’t a choice—it’s a fight. If you’re tired of being the same and ready to evolve, this is the wake-up call you didn’t know you needed.

Change. It’s a loaded word. It creeps into every corner of your life, whether you want it to or not. Some changes knock politely; others blow the damn doors off their hinges. And if you don’t learn to adapt—if you don’t learn to fight through it—you’ll get left behind.

I’ve been there.

Five years ago, I walked out of a place that shaped part of who I was back then. Now I’m back—same walls, same work, even a few of the same faces. But this time, I’m different. People notice it. They tell me I’ve “matured,” that I’m “better” now at what I do. I nod, smile, and say, “Thank you.” Not because I agree but because it’s easier than trying to explain.

You see, I don’t think I’ve matured. I think I’ve evolved.

Maturity sounds like something you stumble into just because the calendar flipped a few more years forward. That’s not what happened to me. I didn’t mature by accident. I fought for every inch of the person I am today. If I’m better now, it’s because life beat me bloody until I learned how to hit back. If I’ve changed, it’s because I earned it.

Here’s the truth about change: you don’t get to sit in the passenger seat and watch it happen. Change is active. It requires something from you—your pain, your effort, your energy. For me, the past five years have been full of that kind of change.

When I left that first job, I thought I was fine. I thought I had it all figured out. I was wrong. The job I took after that was a wake-up call. It was intense—life on the line kind of intense. Situations where hesitation could kill you. Decisions you had to make in seconds, knowing there were no do-overs. Those experiences hardened me, sharpened me, and forced me to see the world in a different way. You come out of something like that, either broken or better. I chose better.

That job didn’t just demand my best; it demanded excellence—every single day. You think you’re good at what you do? Go work somewhere that holds you to a standard so high you can’t see the top of it.

There was one supervisor in particular—a hard, relentless man who, for the longest time, I swore hated me. He pushed me like no one ever had before. When I messed up, he let me know it. When I thought I was good enough, he told me I wasn’t. He stripped away every illusion I had about myself and made me look straight into the ugly truth: I could be better, but I wasn’t yet.

At first, I resisted it. I resented it. I wanted to prove him wrong, but what I didn’t realize was this: he was already proving me wrong. He didn’t hate me. He was investing in me. He saw potential, and instead of patting me on the back and telling me I was great, he threw me into the fire so I’d learn to survive it. That’s leadership. That’s mentorship. And when I finally got on board, we clicked. We became friends.

Then I lost that job. It wasn’t my choice. It wasn’t fair. And it gutted me.

Losing that job felt like losing my identity. I’d tied so much of who I was to what I did. When that was taken away, I was left staring into a void. Who was I without it? I didn’t have an answer. But what I did have was a choice: let the loss destroy me or let it change me.

I let it change me.

I grieved it. I allowed myself to hurt. But then I got back to work. Life didn’t stop moving forward, so neither could I. I rebuilt myself from the ground up, carrying with me every lesson I’d learned in those hard years. The discipline. The confidence. The knowledge that nothing and no one would ever hit me harder than life already had.

So when I walked back into the job I left five years ago, I wasn’t the same man who had left. I’d been broken and rebuilt, forged in fire and pressure.

People see that and call it maturity. I call it survival.

When they say I’ve changed, I don’t argue. They’re right. But change like this doesn’t come from passively drifting through life. It comes from being dragged through hell, one step at a time. It comes from pushing forward when everything in you screams to quit. It comes from facing and fixing the parts of yourself you don’t want to see.

The confidence I have now? I didn’t just wake up with it one day. I earned it through failure, struggle, and showing up every day—even when I didn’t want to. The knowledge I have? I bled for it. The way I approach situations now? That’s the result of years spent getting it wrong, learning, and getting it right.

That’s change. Real change. And it’s never pretty.

If you’re reading this and you feel stuck—if you feel like nothing’s shifting or improving—it’s on you to make it happen. Stop waiting. Stop hoping that life will hand you what you want. It won’t. Life doesn’t care. The world doesn’t care.

But you can care.

You can look at your life and decide to be better. You can push yourself further. You can work harder. You can seek out discomfort, failure, and pressure because those are the tools that will mold you into someone unrecognizable from who you are today.

Change is painful. Change is relentless. But change is necessary.

When people tell me I’ve changed, I say, “Thank you.” Because I have, and I’m proud of it.

I’m not the same man I was five years ago, and that’s the point. Growth requires transformation. Who you are today should not be who you are a year from now. If you’re not changing, you’re not moving forward—you’re dying where you stand.

So embrace it.

Be the kind of person who walks back into a room five years later and makes people stop and take notice. Be the person who’s so damn relentless in your pursuit of growth that the people around you can’t help but say, “You’ve changed.”

And when they do, don’t argue. Don’t explain. Just smile and say, “Thank you.”

Stay disciplined. Stay resilient.

Jim Lunsford

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