I went through a breakdown due to my religious upbringing some years ago.
I'm sure if you look hard enough, you can find me talking about it on here.
I was like a broken record.
I honestly think it was the most horrible and painful part of my life.
I was in constantly mental agony, hopeless, spiritually dying, terrified, etc.
But I find myself thinking back to that time and I get a good feeling mixed with a bad feeling.
Like I should never be happy when I think back to it.
It was horrific.
But there were times where I had fun and was happy and I guess that's what I like.
I remember reading something about how people look back on bad times and find happiness in it because it's what they know best.
It's normality, so it comforts.
And that's both cool and sucky.
Have you ever felt this feeling?
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