An erstwhile writer and storyteller shares her thoughts, frustrations and hopes
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
That Feeling When....
...You are erased from your own fond memories.
Maybe it is just non-thinking neglect. Still, it signifies that my presence is not considered as a joyful part of those family times. Or that current emotions are so strong as to cancel out any happy presence I once had.
The ironic thing is that of the two parents, I am the one who desired more contact, more time together, more chances to make happy memories. But what use to make new happy memories when I am written out of the old ones?
I try and tell myself I am over reacting...
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