When someone no longer has access to you, they may begin reshaping the story of who you were— not because it’s accurate, but because it’s more comfortable. It’s easier to revise the past than confront the parts of themselves they weren’t ready to meet. It’s easier to blame than it is to realize that whatever it is you hate in another is a reflection of who you are, too. This isn’t always malicious. Sometimes it’s just how the ego protects itself. Your job is not to correct the record. Your job is to live in a way that makes the truth quietly obvious.