How do you deal with a father who constantly dwells in the past?

I have a father who dwells in the past. I am twenty-seven years old, I'm almost thirty for crying out loud! This man still dwells on the sh!t I did in my teens. I have matured since then and I have moved on with my life. The reason why I posted this question is because every single time I encounter my father we get into these knock out drag-out arguments about the stupid things I did when I was young. I had druggie friends I used to hang out with. I used to smoke weed, and drink and do all of the senseless garbage that one does early on in life. The strange thing is that after having this intense wake and bake session at a friend's house, I guess I smoked to much and was higher than a kite. I looked over at my friends laughing like hyenas and realized that everything we were laughing about was just bullshit. It was all meaningless and was not benefiting me. And I thought to myself "am I going to be doing this for the rest of my life?" All I had at that point was a high school diploma and little else. I was about to turn 26 and that realization scared me because I didn't really care about the future at first. It took a severe drug induced high to make me question myself and see the reality of my ways. I ditched them. It was a sh!tty thing to do but ditching these people was the best thing I ever did because they weighed me down. A lot of these people are still dealing drugs, smoking it, working dead end jobs, and relying on mommy and daddy's 100 dollar checks to get by. I didn't want that outcome for myself. I enrolled at a vocational school got into a program and now work as an administrative istant. I cleaned up my life and have not touched drugs or alcohol since then. I was a troublemaker as a kid. But as I grew older, I overcame the invincibility of youth and realized that life doesn't always turn out the way you expect it to. That life doesn't owe you sh!t. That you have to work for a living because no one will tolerate your dependence on them forever. I learned that people are not here to "take care of you" while you mooch off of them. I have siblings as well. Two wonderful hardworking brothers. They went to vocational school and are doing well as engineers making twenty an hour. They weren't the trouble making type like I was. My father constantly compares their successes to mine. I act like I don't give a care but the truth is that I do care and it kills me inside and makes me doubt my self worth and my success as a hard working woman. When it comes to me, no matter what hurdles I overcame to be where I am presently, my father will never let me live down the stupid choices I made in the past. It's been so many years and I am a different person. A person who contributes to society, pays her bills and her taxes. None of that matters to him because of what happened in the past. What the heck am I supposed to do? I've even taken steps to avoid him but tbh I love my father. I just can't deal with his stupid remarks anymore because it's starting to get to me.