Find Peace in Your Memories

It is past midnight, and I sit here typing away, wondering if my hands are possessed or if I am obsessing over my recollection. I keep trying to make sense of everything that has transpired in my thoughts over the last five hours, but I cannot find the allure of my infatuation. I apologize if my vagueness deprives you of any answers your mind may be chasing from the prior statements. I do not think the time is right to rehash my memory on specific subjects. This introduction was for me to construct my thoughts on how I got here and how I wanted to approach the following, so I will leave you with this:

Revisiting the past is difficult when coming to terms with reality. Maybe it is best to trust our instincts and not validate the truth. By nature, we tend to be curious, and perhaps I fight myself with these thoughts, trying to find vindication in hopes I have been wrong about my life. This logic is sanguine, but the fact remains that my experiences are a part of my reality, and I need no self-validation to make them more authentic. It is important to note that we are human and capable of such insight that we can recall the most painful memories as vividly as they previously occurred. Revisiting such things can lead us to places where we think we will find comfort in corroborating the truth. Still, all we tend to see is evidence that our intuition was correct, which can be a far more painful endeavor than we had initially signed up for. Maybe it is in these moments we do not get the closure we want because we already know the answer we seek; therefore, it is best to honor this wisdom provided for us instead of acting on our curiosity.