memories.
Memories can be a good thing, and memories can be a horrid curse.
Engraved in my brain are such good times, but the haunting ones seem to get the best of me.
Is it even possible to ask God to burn these repeating moments from my brain? I guess I shouldn’t question God. I’ll ask Him anyway.
Maybe these memories keep coming up because a) I haven’t reconciled b) I was hurt so damn much that my body is affected by it c) Satan? Its possible that its all three, which might mean that I need to sit down, have an internal Fight Club in my brain until it all stops (aka my quiet time) and distract myself with new and more exciting things (just get out of the house or read a good book).
ugh…
