A post on IG brought back a memory. Not forgotten. Just on hold. Stasis.
As I specifically recalled why I knew something about a post like that on IG I went back to my previous write ups. Tears filled my eyes as read on. As I recalled. Remembered. Pain.
A requiem set in. I have not forgotten the pain. Just buried it.
I should keep this in mind when I think life is difficult now. It’s not as a fucking difficult as it once was.