the way things were

I'm still Facebook friends with a lot of people I know from high school and who are still in high school. Sometimes I look at the photos they post and I get the strangest, most unhappy feeling that I'm trying to understand somehow. I just can't believe the way things were and the way they are now, and how I came to be where I am now. I think I'll try to explain that someday on here. Anyway, what I think is, I'm still really trying to find myself. I'm not who I was, and I don't want to be that person, but something inside me is telling me that who I am now isn't completely me, either.