People say things get better with time, but it’s not always true. I still have the mental agony and frustration from the events in my childhood. I know it happened in the past and can’t be changed.
The present me is still stuck in the past but no one around me knows. I have successfully hidden the pain with no trace on my face. My near and dear ones think I am living a happy life. The facade is so strong no one can imagine me having bout of emotional fit.
I try my best to forget the past. I have to succeed in this, there is no scope to fail.