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Do people change?

Someone recently told me that I had changed- I had become another person. Lol! I did not try and argue with them or anything like that- I just tried to understand where they were coming from. on an ordinary day, I am quite the ball of energy. I love life way to much to be stressed out or grumpy! I enjoy the thrill of the unknown and dispelling mental filters so I constantly go out of my way to do things that other people are too careful to do.

I don't mean the illegal stuff- just the challenging stuff.

I digress! I don't think I've changed; however I'm open to the school of thought that my response to certain things has changed. For instance, I have no expectations of people. I don't mean I have low expectations, I mean I don't obligate anyone to do anything for me. I appreciate my friendships and all but I will not take offense because someone does not do what I would under normal circumstances expect them to.

But again, maybe that's how I have changed. I seem to give off the 'I don't care' vibe. Don't get me wrong, I care but not about the things that people ordinarily care about! I care more about bettering myself than changing people to benefit me. Of course I have my days when I want things done a certain way by people to my benefit but most days, I'm very able to cover all my bases.

I love to help people as and when they think it's necessary- in every way possible. As to whether they accept the help or not, is entirely up to them. So, I have to ask what your take is on this whole people changing thing. Do people change or is change just a perception of different from usual response to the same stimuli?

I throw it to you!

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