Sometimes I think of the past. Especially about doors that still creak open, ends that I never got to tie, or people who I didn't get to say goodbye to. Sometimes our brains play tricks on us. We see our past in a certain light and remember people from it in a certain way. There are certain people who I hurt and people who hurt me. I think I'm still working on forgiving myself for hurting them. But in some confusing way, I have forgotten some of the hurt that others caused. I have learned to forgive them because not doing so only hurts and consumes me with toxicity. But, I also tend to forget how they hurt me, and I brush away their actions. I think it's nice to remember good times and memories, and not dwell on the more painful ones, but it's also important to not forget how some people can be hurtful and damaging. It's important (and okay) to to not let these people into your life - and protect yourself. I hope you never have to experience that. But I have a feeling you're going to be strong to weather life. For when you don't feel strong enough - you've got Dan and me.