"...my confident smile begins to fade as the haunting feelings that have become my companion most of the time slowly begin to resurface. I hate not being able to keep my thoughts in the present, and I wish with all my heart that I could rid myself of the negative feelings completely. If I could only forget the past and move on, if I could only believe that it doesn’t matter, that none of it matters. I hang my head and squeeze my eyes shut. Please help me, Father, I silently pray. Help me to get over my past. Otherwise, how can I ever look to the future?"