I remember being in a crib and crying because a noise scared me. My mom came in, picked me up and made me feel better.
(((Stinkypants))) I know how you feel. I have a lot of bad memories from child hood - and some repressed ones. I went to counseling for some time and the counselor wanted to extract those memories. It made me feel worse - concentrating on those awful times. I finally decided (and told the counselor) that if I had repressed them it was for good reason. I believe that our memories are like a "memory bank" - mine did have a lot of bad stuff, but over the past 14 years I have been filling it with good deposits, wonderful memories. My wedding day, the birth of my kids, their sports games and practices, holidays, birthdays, vacations, trips to the park, etc. I have finally reached that part in my life when the good memories outweigh the bad. Not that bad things don't still happen - I lost my father to a sudden heart attack and my brother was murdered. But - I counteract that by making a point to do fun things with my family, and friends. I now have a whole bank full of great memories to dwell on, and I rarely think about my childhood or the bad things that have happened since.
You'll get to that point Stinky - I know you will.
