It's supposed to be out of sight, out of mind

in #life3 months ago

As I was scrolling through an old post to add it as a reference on my current blog, then I saw a picture that made me consider deleting it. As I kept scrolling, I saw the date and year of my old blog posts, which brought back memories of the exact time and place where it all began. I remembered how I pretended to be strong during those times, and suddenly, a flood of memories hit me, leading to a little breakdown. It's kind of hard to breathe, I hate how emotional I get with this stuff. Another vulnerable post, but I'll embrace it, shed a few tears, and then I'll be okay.