We grow as humans.
We hopefully learn from our mistakes and become a ‘better’ person. You know that type of person that’s really kind, compassionate, sympathetic, patient, and basically any ‘good’ adjective there is out there?
Over the past few years of living, I realized that through self-growth and development, I learned that in the past I was an…asshole. More specifically, I was an asshole in my reviews. I mean, why not? I have the right to stand by my opinions and I solely believed that my readers wanted the truth and nothing but the truth. If I were to be extremely honest, I actually wrote my reviews thinking nobody would read them and therefore, they were open diaries to myself. I wanted to let the future me know why I exactly hated this book if I were ever to go back to it and wonder why my belly burns whenever I see it.