LEST WE REMEMBER

A couple of weeks ago I was haunted by a distant memory. It came out of no where and it wouldn't leave me alone. I couldn't sleep thinking about it. Lucky for me -_-, I had a journal at the time and I had written it down the day after it happened. I got out of bed to read it. The very first sentence of that journal entry: "Woah, I completely forgot about this until I was forced to remember to write it down." So I had forgotten about it! 

All at once, all these awful feelings started coming back. I laid on my bed for a while and let an epiphany take me over. My whole life I have been a strong believer of remembering every possible detail. I have gone out of my way- for as long as I can remember- to keep track of all my memories before they slip away. I figured if I didn't write it down, I would forget, and therefore it never really happened. 

Suddenly I realized: We forget because we have to. If it was beneficial to remember every little detail, then our memory would be a hell of a lot better than it is now. I mean, one of my closest friends can't even remember what she had for lunch. We forget things. And sometimes forgetting is just as important as remembering. 

This was just a thought though. And it went against my life's goal (to remember my life down to every last detail) so I went over it with one of my best friends here. She could see where I was going with it but she wasn't convinced. The very next day, she accidentally stumbled upon a police statement she had written months ago. All these vivid details of an experience she had accepted and moved on from came flooding back. Needless to say, it wasn't pretty.

It's okay to forget the details.

So to the random that visited this blog by accident,

Let time soften the hurt of the past. 
Let the details of that really awful experience become hazy. It's the only way we can truly move on and let these experiences make us stronger- without feelings of anger and regret.