nostalgia kills

so today i went to buy my clothes for my training at applebee's and i was waiting at this bus stop next to a liquor store. sadly this liquor store holds a lot of memories for me. about a year ago i remember being there in the morning and afternoons, it was my mecca. the owner sold liquor to anyone and it was 2 blocks away from my house. it was across the street to a park too. i was there with my so called friends that are strangers to me now and this guy i had the biggest crush on & i thought i was "in love" (whatever that may be). we would spend our money on beer or cheap vodka and go to the park and drink. we drank to get fucking wasted. that block is a reminder of how lost i was even though im not fully found i am not as i used to be and i am far more intelligent now than i was. we drank and we fucking drank... some of us to get away from our lives, others for fun, others to fit in. im so glad im not like that anymore. its like when i look back i do not recognize who that was. im growing up. today standing there on the same street about 50 feet away made me realize i miss it but im glad im not there right now wasting my time i also cringed a little...i cringe whenever my dad drives by there im almost embarrased of how truly fucking stupid and irresponsible i was and to think it was only but a year ago i was only 16 turning on seventeen. now im seventeen turning on eighteen this may. i look back at those times and laugh but it also kills me a little bit each time. it was like a closure getting on that bus, riding it forward buying job clothes instead of booze. standing there it was the same pavement,same owners still working there but a completely different jackie. sadly some of the people i knew are the same and they don't recognize me now.im trying to get past this and it fades away each day slowly.