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Today I was watching videos of when I was younger, my first birthday, christmas etc. It make me think, about the past actions I have done, and how they will effect my life. I feel good now, happy. Prolyl one of the happiest times in my life so far.

So I say,review your past, See if you have video's of when you were younger. Hopefully you too, will cry.
When I think about my past, I get this ill nostalgia. My old life before I got away from my mom was horrible, but part of me misses the effect I had on the lives around me. I know my life was utter shit, but it never stopped me from helping the people I knew.

All those Christmases not getting anything from my mother, all those birthdays never getting anything from my mother - I don't miss it a bit.

What I do miss is helping the people during those times of the year. I used to go to the soup kitchen when I could and help people. I miss that dearly. I miss seeing the happy faces and knowing that I made someone's day brighter with a compliment and a bowl of warm soup.

Then, I just miss the innocence I had for the short time I did. I lost my innocence when I was about 8. Not many kids do that, but I did because of my hectic life.

The past was a good time. I won't lie. I miss it. Sure, I had shit to deal with when I was at home, but I miss the little things that happened that made my life worth living back then.
Most of my childhood memories are of school, and I went to a Catholic school and hated it with a passion (though I really didn't realize it at the time), so I try to forget it.
BigBoiD wrote:
When I think about my past, I get this ill nostalgia. My old life before I got away from my mom was horrible, but part of me misses the effect I had on the lives around me. I know my life was utter shit, but it never stopped me from helping the people I knew.

All those Christmases not getting anything from my mother, all those birthdays never getting anything from my mother - I don't miss it a bit.

What I do miss is helping the people during those times of the year. I used to go to the soup kitchen when I could and help people. I miss that dearly. I miss seeing the happy faces and knowing that I made someone's day brighter with a compliment and a bowl of warm soup.

Then, I just miss the innocence I had for the short time I did. I lost my innocence when I was about 8. Not many kids do that, but I did because of my hectic life.

The past was a good time. I won't lie. I miss it. Sure, I had shit to deal with when I was at home, but I miss the little things that happened that made my life worth living back then.


So, why not go back to the Soup Kitchen?
Whats stopping ye?
Dead_Demon wrote:
So, why not go back to the Soup Kitchen?
Whats stopping ye?


Oh, I still do that. It just seems you appreciate things more when you have a worse life. I volunteer at the local hospital and put in a shitload of hours. I also give out most of the things I don't need to the homeless shelter. I just think it was worth more back then to have someone smile at me when I gave them something to brighten their day.