the way overtaken

I think of the past with a lot of regret. Every interaction I've ever had seems, in my mind, to cast me in a negative light. 

I've learnt that that is a distortion. The way I habitually think is not true. It's not just negatively slanted, it's a lie. So, I'm learning, when I think of those negative imperatives, to deliberately bring to mind something positive. 

Those thoughts don't come naturally, but the negative ones flow like a river. But, as a friend once told me, just because a path is well-worn doesn't make it the right path.