Maybe people never change. Maybe we are born all blank slates and learn patterns and characteristics in our early years that will last us through the rest of our lives.
But, filling our mind with this notion doesn’t leave much room for hope, and I believe we never fully fill up our bandwidth.
There is always an inch left for hope. If we can fill that inch with a small redirection towards something better, then we can fill another inch with more of it. and another, and again.
It’s all about the inches, until you have gone miles.