That place we went last week. I got kind of... stuck in an illusion. Not quite memories, but... Like a good dream. I wish I hadn't. It made coming back to this afterwards harder.
...Maybe not. I think for a long time, I felt if I dwelled on everything I lost, I wouldn't be able to make it. I had to find things I had in my life now to be happy about. Just little things - Pâté, my dolls, my crafts, fixing up a little house.
But it hasn't been as bad for me, these past few years. And I wouldn't want to give up those new memories.
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But the real memories are good.
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[mmm. she frowns.]
I see what you mean. That does sound awful.
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[since what you're experiencing wasn't even ever real.]
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But it hasn't been as bad for me, these past few years. And I wouldn't want to give up those new memories.
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