It’s strange how certain memories from our childhood pop up randomly. Why do specific instances stick with us and some fade away only to be remembered at random times throughout our life, and some never remembered at all? Do we black out parts of our life because they’re so awful, or is it because we subconsciously choose to forget?
I believe there are three categories to our memories: some that aren’t significant to our growth, some that are significant but don’t affect us until later in life and some that constantly stay with us to remind us of who we are and where we came from. The key is to let our conscious memories be what they are, and learn from them even if it’s painful.
Life is a balancing act. It’s a real bitch.
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