aaand the memories come pouring back.

It's always lovely when you're over something and you're living your life all fine and innocent and BAM there's a second where memories just come pouring back into your mind out of nowhere and you're stuck reliving them. I try to shake my head as if they could actually fall out but fail. It's like....no, memories, I don't want you. I just get transported to another world when these memories come. It's like....I freeze, I relive the things that happened in my head, as if I'm in the story all over again. It's not fun. You remember a time when you actually felt happy, and your mind is just like, "Here....remember this?" and maybe it's a way of your mind telling you that at one point, you were happy. But, for now...it's just a stinging remembrance that I would prefer to never enter my head again.