I feel like I need a mirror for this, it seems appropriate for my situation. Look myself in the eyes, ask some easy questions, then discuss the possible outcome, then pass judgement.
 
Who am I?
That's easy.
I'm Kenji. Kenji-with-the-glasses. Kenji.
 
A stern voice rises inside my head. Judgement has come. Maybe there doesn't need to be a discussion.
Maybe I know the outcome.
 
For 16 years, Kenji did nothing of value. 16 wasted years. 16 years of stunted growth, of idle pastimes, of taking the easy way, with no direction to speak of. 16 years of living half a life, 16 years of being just half a person. 16 years of fear, mania, delusions and self-indulgence. Pitiful wallowing in one's sadness.
16 years of blissful ignorance. 16 years of darkness.  
 
It feels weird, this self-reflection. It's true, entirely true, but I'm suddenly very aware this is the first time I'm doing it. It is a little unpleasant, but yes. This is who I was. This is me. It only hurts a little bit when I think about it. Just a sting.
 
Is it who I was, or is it who I am? Past, or present?
 
There's a right answer and a wrong answer here, I can feel it. I close my eyes, and my thoughts take to the sky.
Clouds lazily pass by, leaves softly rustle, and the sun illuminates a secluded clearing in a forest. Soft laughter can be heard, carried off by the summer breeze. Beneath one of the trees, a silent dialogue.
She smiles, and he closes his eyes.
She kisses him, he opens them.
They detach, smiling.
 
The dialogue repeats, and the roles reverse, and the participants occasionally drift off to sleep in the pleasant heat. The stuff of daydreams.
 
It's real, though. All of it.
Am I scared?
Can I handle it? Did I change at all?
 
For 16 years, Kenji lived in darkness. A broken, scared thing. It doesn't hurt to admit it, not anymore.
A wave of comfort washes over me, and I can feel the sun peering through the clouds. I bask in the pleasant warmth. Past, or present? The answer has been clear as day.
What's done is done, and the past is the past.
I'm ready for tomorrow.