It says it in this format

"You remember too much, My mother said to me recently. Why hold onto all of that?

And i said, Where do i put it down?

-Anne Carson, Glass and God"

It hit me so fucking hard because most days, events that happened more than 7 years ago was still replaying over and over in my head. Everyone involve seems liked they moved on, im sure those things that happened affected them and changed them, and broke something inside, just like me. But what i cannot understand is how they moved on with their lives while i am still here rotting and still carrying those burdens. Sometimes, most times, i think ill be carrying them till the day i die. Now every bad thing that happen will be added to that pile, its like my mind is taking photographs of all the shitty things ive been through and created an album starting from those moments 7 years ago. Now i cannot forgive anyone. I swear i miss being the kind and joyful kid that i was before those events 7 years, but this world just have to fucked me so hard i like molted out of that shell and became someone ill never like nor anyone.