It's mind abusing. I can't stop thinking about it. It keeps coming into my head. I try not to let it hurt me, Because that's what it did too long ago. It shouldn't still hurt. There is no reason for it. It's not like I can change it. The past has gone and I couldn't have stopped it. It shouldn't randomly effect me now. It's all been and gone. The time that people could sympathise has gone. It's not like anythings been done. I should be used to it by now. I can push it aside. I passed crying over a year ago. There's no reason to go back. Nothing's going on in my life. I should be sorry for someone else, But not for myself.
This was because it randomly got to me how I don't see my mum much, but I wrote this a whole ago.