I remembered many things for a very long time. I had tons of photographs and we were encouraged to write a journal. So I had very vivid memories for a very long time of things both enjoyable and unsavory. At a certain point in life I threw out the journals because, well, some things are not meant to be remembered so vividly. It was more productive and healthy at a certain stage of my life to turn around and walk away from the memories.

I don't think about a lot of things now. I don't want to. I am consumed with functioning well in the present and meeting my daily responsibilities and if I stayed mired in the past, I could not function as well as I can in the present.

I hope you figure out your story and find some peace.