Understanding the past February 25, 2008
I guess the hardest part is when you have memories or reminders of the past of when things were good. And you try to remember when it started going bad. What happened first. When did it get out of control. How did it ever get so far gone. I guess it gets to a point where it shouldn’t matter anymore. But I think it does matter when you don’t know the answers to these questions. Maybe not knowing when important relationships went wrong contributed to my stuffing my face with food until nothing mattered anymore. I certainly did not grow up with loving and caring parents. I have had to stumble through life, as I am sure most of us have, trying to figure out what is a good relationship. Would I recognize one if it slapped me in the face? I know as time slips by, we forget the bad things and only remember the good things. I have had to make myself remember the bad times. They were bad. Really bad.
It’s late and I have J. Geils playing One Last Kiss. It’s time to go to rest my weary mind.
And the good times are the best times
The bad times fade away
The good times are forever
But now, baby, the last time is today
Just got caught up on your blog. You’ve faced some awful times and come out the other end—changed, yes, but you’re here, still trying to forge ahead and even trying to evaluate and gain an understanding of the bad times. If it matters to you, it matters, period. Dosen’t matter if it matters to anyone else or if it “shouldn’t ” matter. Work toward your answers and your peace.
Your past shapes you - but you knew that. A lot of people don’t know that or try to deny it, ignore it (probably a mistake)……Like soclose says, work towards your answers. I think you’re going to find them.
Bobbie, what’s up with memory lane? Something your not telling. What happened this week that has set your mind back?
Get on the happy trip girl.