“Memory is not always truth — it’s feeling wearing yesterday’s clothes.”
The memories are vivid. The laughs, the shared glances, even the arguments — they feel so close.
But memory is tinted by emotion. It’s not a court transcript. It’s a feeling that visits you in the shape of a scene.
You are allowed to cherish what was good. But you’re also allowed to name what was missing.
You don’t have to demonize them to move on. But don’t sanctify a version that never truly existed.
The past was real — but it wasn’t whole. And you deserve wholeness now.
Close your eyes. Breathe in a memory that still holds power. Say: 'I honor what was. I release what was not mine to carry.' Exhale slowly.
Write down the version of the past that keeps repeating in your mind. Then, write a version grounded in truth — not fantasy.
Lena F. “I kept romanticizing what we had. But when I wrote out the truth, I realized I’d been holding onto a version that never really existed.”
The past cannot offer you your future.