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Prophets, Hometowns, and Past Selves: Thoughts on Moving Back to South Dakota

It is perhaps unfair of me to be afraid. For all I know, they have changed as much as I, but there is a strange ownership of your past self that people who knew you then seem to have, and I am afraid to confront that. They know who you were, and it puts them in a unique position to ask incisive, digging questions about who you are now (not that those questions are appropriate, but they still get asked). It’s often as simple as “but I thought you believed X…” It’s a shattering of the illusions of who they thought I was, a betrayal of what they taught me, and, in some ways, a driving of the knife into their back.

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