I feel like the odd one out
Everyone is so nostalgic about their childhoods. They wish they could go back and live it over again. They’re always remembering the awesome toys and TV shows. They have emotional attachments to The Lion King and all other things old school Disney. Me, I hated being a child. I don’t even remember most of it. I have giant blank spots that span a few years. Blank spots because my mind represses traumatic and upsetting experiences. I don’t remember ever seeing the Lion King. I have no idea which Disney princess does what. My childhood isn’t worth remembering. I have nothing to be nostalgic about. That’s why I’m trying to make the rest of my life the best it can be, I want to be able to remember these years when I’m old and think ‘The part of my life that mattered was the best it could be’ I want to spend my final days remembering happy things, having no regrets. I just want to love life.
