Every once in a while, I get gobbsmacked upside the head with a huge reminder of my past.
While most often I can choose to not dwell on the negative things I experienced at the hands of a lot of people in my life, sometimes I just can not keep the feelings of hurt, the reminders of the cruelty, the anger, the tears at bay.
And considering the emotional state I’ve been in for some unfathomable reason lately, I am having a harder time reconciling my past feelings with those I’ve managed to have for a long time.
To continue to hold onto the forgiveness I’ve tried to place in my own heart, for my own peace.
When I look at pictures from my childhood, sometimes the only things that float through my mind are the vivid memories of the awful things some people have done to me.
I truly wish that better things would come of such reminders.