Recollection
It’s always interesting to look back. I’m known for being dramatic and sentimental. I always try to hold on to so many things for sentimental reasons. Sometimes I can’t even throw away old notebooks just for the sake of looking at it and think “hey, I had this when I was 8.”
One thing that I feel better of now is that I’ve become more aware of how these things I do could harm me. It’s almost like I’m masochistic. I try to make it more meaningful by keeping it inside and recollect it every now and then just to show how much I care. I think I’m one of those people who don’t know how important it is to be able to let go. I didn’t know that it’s unhealthy until I realize how sick I was. Now I know.
“To be wronged is nothing, unless you continue to remember it.”
-Confucius

