You're wiser now. And there's a sadness to you that you didn't have before. But our circumstances were different, Ginger. You can't really compare them. You died and woke up here and your entire world had been torn apart. You were starting over when I'd been here for months already.
And I know it felt like it to you, but I didn't change overnight. And you're wrong, because Andrew doesn't make me that man. He makes me want to be that man. He's not the only one. Him and Charley, you, Amy, Rose, Cas, Lexi, Wes, Steph... The moment Charley shoved in my face what a fucking sorry excuse for a person I was, I knew I couldn't keep on lying to myself anymore. It's not fucking easy. I keep fucking it up. I'm trying and that's all I can really do. But I fucking want it.