God, I’m wondering where the process of pain started and where it clustered up so much, that my soul tossed the leftovers onto a pile of great shame. And these would just never be picked up again, because there was a lot to digest at the time. I’m wondering whether it is too late, to work through them now. Is it the origin of my distrust and overemotional behavior?
Today I replayed a scenario from my past and I took it apart and changed it. It’s unfortunate, I couldn’t be in control back then. It’s a rather happy memory actually. And I know, it could’ve been […]