LOVE, Kloudiia

What do you remember from the good ole’ times? Or for some, bad ole’ times?

I realised that I have a very bad memory when it comes to that – my childhood. Most of the events were forgotten, but some are remembered, and very fondly so. I remember the usual scenes, as I replay them over and over again.

Even then, those were incidences that took place when I was after 6-7 years old! Anything before that – sorry, zero recollection. Whatever images I can conjure up came because of my mom’s vivid description plus my more-than-well-developed imagination.

Is this good or bad?

If your childhood is filled with nothing but love, joy and laughter, then it really is too bad that you can’t even remember such good times in the beginning phase of your life. Shame on you!

So does it mean my childhood has nothing worth me remembering? Indeed, no! It has, it sure has, from what my mom has recounted to me so far. So, shame on me

I could be the exception. And I found that not remembering so much of unhappy events prove to be quite useful. At least we don’t hold on to the resentment, which only makes us miserable.

Call me foolish, silly or insensitive, but I was spared quite an amount of agony that could lead up to a heap of emotional baggage straining on your young muscles as you are growing up.

Don’t you find people who have such a baggage don’t walk with their backs very straight? Understandably so, isn’t it? Hmm, could this be one of the reasons why happier kids seem to grow taller than, unhappy ones? Aha!

If you have a bad childhood, let it go. I know I have made it sound so easy, even to the point of being totally insensitive, unsympathettic and unempathetic. But really, how does holding on to those sad (some even termed certain parts of their past as traumatic) moments in your life make you any happier?

Go and seek help if you realised that there is a negative pattern that keeps recurring in your life. Chances are, it could have evolved from an unhappy incident that took place way before your logical cells have grown big enough to work.

What happened in the past were usually through no fault of ours. What kind of mistake can a 5-year old make that is so grave to warrant a traumatic punishment? Recognise this. Do not hold it against yourself.

Do not demolish your self-worth because some other person didn’t feel deserving to accord a child with the kind of respect and human right that he/she ought to have.

You are what you make out of it. Your life is waiting for you to fill in the vibrant colours and melodious music.

Release those grievances doesn’t mean you are giving the person who caused you the hurt a good leeway. It only means you are giving yourself permission to live a life of wonder, joy and hope. Most importantly, a life of love.

You should be reborn. Give yourself the chance.

I know, it’s not easy. But I also know, there is a chance that you can do it.

You should be reborn. Give yourself the chance.

Fly high.