Scars will eventually fade

It's as if the universe decided that once the half way mark of my 25th year of existence was reached, my life would come full circle. Suddenly I'm seeing and feeling thoughts and emotions in the opposing parties' perspective. It makes me wonder if the next person will experience the hurt, confusion and nostalgia I once felt. As time goes by, wounds begin healing and the yearnings of yesterday start fading. The passing times when I wonder how they're doing and even go so far as to think of initiating contact, I stop myself - because attempting to put these people back into my life would just bring me down and I no longer want to associate myself with people/baggage who don't care for me to be in their lives either.