REMEMBERING THE FORGOTTEN

• To cast one's mind back to, look back on, be nostalgic about
• To recall or recollect, reflect on.
• To remember - have in or be able to bring to one's mind an awareness of someone or something that one has seen, known, or experienced in the past.

“Brad, I told you to leave me alone!” She growled in assertion as her eyes flared with fury.

Leaning in he said, “I’m not leaving you alone. You owe me for two upsetting moments in my life.”

“What two? I only hit you once and…“

Raising his voice, “Don’t act stupid! In the ninth grade, you broke my lip for speaking badly about your mamacita.” He sang the word with mockery rolling off his tongue.

                                                                           Reminiscence - Chapter 4, pg. 29

You have a secret…

Your family has a secret…

Your neighbors, friends and colleagues have secrets…

• The Adjective form of a secret is something not known or seen or not meant to be known or seen by others.
• The Noun form of a secret is something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others.

Take note that both meanings have certain words in common

• or not meant to be known or seen by others
• or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others

Not to scare you, but somewhere over the rainbow may know what you never intended to let out. It may be a friend whom was also your accomplice or a foe whom turned your life upside for their personal pleasure.

As time goes by you decide to eliminate that segment of your life. So much so, that when it’s brought to your attention in whatever way you completely disregard it as though it were an error by the person mentioning it.

From what I understand this is known as motivated forgetting which is a theorized psychological behavior in which people may forget unwanted memories, either consciously or unconsciously. Wikipedia.org

Whether good or bad, the fact is that whatever was hidden will come to light, (Luke 8:17 NLT) and that’s the moment when your world may turn upside down.

She stared at him with an austere attitude. “I read your letter and don’t get what you’re trying to say. I don’t remember knowing you as a kid.”

With a still and grim voice, “Oh, you don’t remember. Nice. You’re pretending to ignore or have amnesia. Let me take a few minutes to remind you of our relationship. We were kids when I began playing with you, then pulling your long hair, and pushing you to the ground. That was my way of playing tag.”

            He stepped closer, “I then started to kiss your cheek and then your mouth and though you’d push me away I knew you liked it! We then started playing another kind of tag. I would feel your most private possessions and let you or better said, forced you to touch mine.” He closed his eyes relishing and sighing with vigor. “You said you never liked it, but I know the truth. I came close to teaching you what I learned by watching special movies at home.”

He opened his lust filled crimson eyes, “But you ruined our relationship by telling your parents and teachers.” He growled softly, gripping the chair. “What a pity! But, I promise this does NOT stop here, it’ll continue until I say so!” With flaring nostrils, “By the way, let go of this heroine performance, it doesn’t suit you.”

Reminiscence – Chapter 7, pg. 77

I know that it may hurt, but I want you to remember if you were ever bullied by a classmate? By the one who pretended to be your friend that then manipulate you on doing things you knew were wrong or you didn’t like?

How about your son or daughter? That child or teen you know? Perhaps the college student that decides to join an Alpha whatever that was persuaded to do things they’ve never done before that caused them to miss out on greater opportunities?

Shame and guilt are two of many factors that come to light when the things that you didn’t want exposed have been. Doubt toward whoever, now, knows equals to pushing yourself away from those that truly love. Alone and not speaking to anyone about anything is best…  NOT!

Though it’s hard and old emotions will simmer up to the surface you should speak…

Every word inched up her skin slicing like small blades. Her chest heaved as heat coated her cheeks and tears streaked her face. Nausea caught her throat as he blissfully factored each incident causing films of deleted memories to develop. For the first time in her life, hatred consumed her inner being as shame and disgust wrapped her core. Not able to take it any longer she turned and tore away. Her posture now faint from where it held just a few minutes before.

Reminiscence – Chapter 7, pg. 77

• With your spouse
• With your child or have your child share with you
• With your Pastor or Counselor or friend

Will the suggestions heal the uncovered secret(s) and the pain that flooded along with it? Gradually and eventually, with a process of rollercoaster emotions that will come and go at different times and places. But remember that ...

Proverbs 10:12 (NIV) - Hatred stirs up conflict, but Love covers over all wrongs.