Almost 24 years now and I still can't accept it....it was unfair...it is unfair. I know that until I accept it I cannot avoid tearing up whenever I think of that day.
But how do you accept something that you don't even want to bring to the front of your mind....its back there locked away...sneaking out in dreams and in moments of uncontrollable nostalgia. The moments you drive by a street where we lived long ago...the park where he would take me....the place to get ice cream... there are way too many memory triggers. I can't control them....I can't control the resurgence of those memories and of the feeling of being deprived.....
But how do you accept something that you don't even want to bring to the front of your mind....its back there locked away...sneaking out in dreams and in moments of uncontrollable nostalgia. The moments you drive by a street where we lived long ago...the park where he would take me....the place to get ice cream... there are way too many memory triggers. I can't control them....I can't control the resurgence of those memories and of the feeling of being deprived.....
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