Reuniting with Jason, my high school crush, felt like a dream come true—until it quickly became a nightmare. Jason, once the golden boy, hadn’t changed. During our dinner date, he reminisced endlessly about his football days, and then shockingly planted a hair in my food to get a free meal. I was horrified and realized that while I had grown into a confident, successful woman, Jason was stuck in his past.
I blocked his number and laughed it off. The experience made me appreciate how far I’d come and reminded me to keep moving forward—leaving the past behind where it belongs.
