A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. A single image, glimpsed for only the briefest of moments, can be enough to bring to the surface a flood of emotions so effectively suppressed for so long. Which state is better? Is it better to suppress the anger and pain, to try to get past it in the hopes that better will come? There is no talking through it. The past can't be changed. Can it ever really be overcome?
Each time this memory is brought to the fore, all I can do is try to rationalize it, try to reason that the situation was such that it was all but destined to occur, but it's hard not to recognize that little - if anything - has really changed. If nothing has changed, how do I move forward?