Due to the emotional abuse and all the bad things happened when I was a child I locked my memories. I didn’t want to remember. Now 25 years later I’m at the stage of moving on. Letting go. And then it hit me! By locking the bad away I locked all the good away too. I have no childhood dreams left. I’m searching and trying to find but I don’t remember what I wanted to do when I grew up, what I wanted to achieve, why dreams I had, how I wanted to feel. 

So now I’m searching. Soul searching. Brain searching. It’s a great opportunity to start again though for which I’m truly grateful. I just have to learn dreaming again…


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