Cringing at your old posts means you grew. It’s a growth chart, not a crime scene.

Embarrassment at your old self is proof of a gap between whoever posted that and whoever is reading it now. If nothing from two years ago made you wince, you would have stood still for two years. The feeling is a measurement rather than a verdict, and it keeps happening at every age.

Scroll back a year on purpose this week and, instead of deleting, name one thing you have genuinely learned since. Leave the harmless stuff up, because it is the only record you have of the distance.