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   Each one of us have experienced at least one negative thing that has left  embarrassed, dreaded or traumatized.

   I had a chit chat with my friends at work one Saturday morning. We just got off from work and were killing the time. One story led to another and so on ( well, you know how it is when you talk about one thing which leads you to another that relates to the first topic which would later on lead to another topic).

  One of my friends told a story a few had heard before. I don’t want to get deep into the details of it since this is not her story, its mine. Well, it was negative… It was so dark that it reminded me of a story that no one has ever heard before.Its my story actually, but then again, I don’t want to spill the beans since as I have said earlier, its a story that literally no one has ever heard of. Which means its a secret… And its not a good one.

  I have actually never given a thought to it. Perhaps I refused to remember it because it was embarrassing. It was supposed to be something worth remembering… In a good way of course.

  I wonder what would it be like if it happened to someone else. Maybe the word trauma would be a good noun to the feelings of that someone else. But in my case, I wonder why I haven’t felt that. I should have considering the circumstances… I SHOULD HAVE!!! I felt sorry for my self after that, but that was it.

  Surprisingly, now, when I look back, I am able to laugh it off when I should be crying about it. I’d still be able to talk about it when someone else refuses to talk about it because of its not-so-good memory.

   Am I out of my mind? Nope. Just bringing positivity to a negative past.