Sometimes I think my past life was unrealized. I met a tragic end - it might have been a car over a cliff. But it's true, I came from another time and place, and landed in Paris Hilton's backyard.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My life is not just about the past.
I think if you believe in past lives, I must have been an extremely deprived being. I must have been mistreated, beaten, and forced into indentured servitude because this life has just been phenomenal.
The way you remember the past depends upon your hope for the future. And if what you see in your future has no hope, it has no potential, then you view the past that brought you to here as not very good.
I try not to dwell on the past. I'm not a big go-back-and-try-to-relive-your-past kinda person.
I believe in past lives but I know nothing about mine and I don't want to know. I live in the present, taking one day at a time.
Everyone has a past, and the downside to my life is that the past gets dragged up.
For someone like me who's lived in the same place her whole life - I mean, I lived three blocks from where I was born, and I met my future husband in the eighth grade - there are always family stories and legends passed down.
People say, 'Don't live in the past.' But I guess it depends on how interesting your past is.
I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.
When my parents died, it became clear to me that there was an end in sight. Death was never a real thing to me. And then when that happened I realized I only have so many years left, if I'm lucky.