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I can remember the joy like it only happened a few moments ago. Remembering is exhausting. I'd like to just forget - start over. Amnesia is sickeningly appealing - if only I could keep the lessons learned but forget the pain it caused me. I wonder a lot about the impacts of letting this weigh on me for so long will have... like I have any choice in the matter. "Get over it" sounds so nice - but it's just not that easy. It's an every day uphill battle. Knowing the past is the past for a reason, believing that happier days will come, understanding that you deserve more. Seems simple enough, right? But when your heart is broken and your soul is weak and you feel defeated at every turn - these simple affirmations seem unattainable. The small tokens of every day common living plague. you like a long dessert road with no end in sight. A year is a long time, but it's gone by so fast. I'm closing the door, but it is never locked. Just knock -  I will answer with a smile, and invite you in for a cuppa tea.