Looking back on my past as of lately and past age 9-10 I seem to have no good memories to look back to, at 14 the stress started and never left. I always see and hear people talking on the "good old times", I've never had such times. Only slight periods of short lived "fun", and even that is just because I wasn't truly thinking in the moment. People took advantage of the fact that I never knew what true friendship or comradeship was.
Thus, in a haze, it pales.
Thus, in a haze, it pales.
