Why do we look back?

What is the purpose of looking behind you?  Looking back to your past?  Why do we do this?  People are in your past for a reason, a purpose.  Why do we try and pull them into our present?  Why?

I did this today.  I was having a conversation with a friend and she asked, again, about my recent ex, Robby.  Did I miss him?  Would I consider being with him again?  And again, I answered that I didn't and I don't.  Talk about beating a dead horse!  Ugh... so then she mentions something about ex boyfriends; so, naturally, I start thinking about mine.  The one that I keep coming back to is Tommy.  He is the one with the unresolved past.  The one that broke up with me via text after I broke my foot.  I think that is the reason I think about him; the unfinished business thing.  The need to understand the REAL reason why he ended the relationship.  So, what do I do?  Crazy Emily goes and looks him up on Facebook.  He's in the army now.  He still is super cute.  He still has pics up of himself when we were together.  I then become emotional and contemplate messaging him to see how he is.  Why would I do this?  What good could come from this?  It's like re-opening a wound.  Why would someone do this?  I didn't message him.  But I sure thought about it.

Why do we look back?  I heard an analogy once: If you're always looking in your rear-view mirror at the past, you're missing out on all that is in front of you.  On the flip side, I've heard:  You have to look back at your past to see how far you come and to appreciate what you have.  These statements contradict each other.  So which is correct?  Don't ever look back or appreciate what you had and learned from you past?  You can't look forward and back at the same time, so which is to be followed for a more happy existence?

I look back at my exes and I'm happy that they are in the past and not apart of my current.  But does that mean I'm looking back too much and not seeing what's ahead of me?  Or are boys just plaguing my thoughts and causing me to questions myself too much?

I think it's the latter... crap.  How does one stop this?

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