Do we really move on with our lives?
I have my doubts...
Really, if you stop and give it a minute of thought, you might agree with me. For example, don't we always say that we're the sum of all the things that happened in the past because, somehow, they made us into what we are today? So, how can we TRULY move on with anything if most of those things - if not all of them - become our luggage in the journey called LIFE?
Makes sense, hun? I know! It's creepy! But it's so true!
So, in a way, I think we make the wounds heal, but we carry the scar forever.
It doesn't matter if it's an unbelievably amazing event or the most humiliating moment of your life, you'll always carry both, even if you say you won't. Unless, of course, if you suffer from memory loss and such.
Other than that, it's your burden forever, your big fat past that is your living history and is attatched to you no matter where you go or what you do. But maybe that's a good thing!
Or can you imagine waking up one fine morning and wonderig: "Oh, crap! Who am I? Where am I? Shoot!".
Happened to a few people in the world. Big "uh-oh" for them. My feelings to them and I pray to God that'll never happen to me. I'm not proud of all my memories, but they're mine. It's me, it's ALL me.
Think again when you wish you could forget something!
That's my piece of advice!
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