Why Is It

D David Harris David Harris
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Why is it when someone tells you something it keeps repeating itself over in your mind? It is a question I have no answer for, but it does it all the time with me. A very dear friend told me something that happened in their earlier years and ever since then it keeps repeating itself over in my mind. I keep wishing I had been there at that time to help them through their ordeal, but I wasn’t and I didn’t even know them then. Therefore, why is it now what happened to them bothering me so much now? Could it be I recognise something similar that happened within my family and I was unable to help all the torment that they went through? Why is it that it bothers me when I know happiness they found. The question bothers me for an answer and that answer I cannot find. If someone knows the answer, could they please tell me and put me out of my misery, letting my poor heart rest for a time. 30 October 2009

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