I have a tendency to look back at things in my life. Most of the things that I look back at are shitty experiences and mishaps, which I wish never, happened. Sometimes, I look back to frequently and start living in the past. The past that I thought, I would never want to relive. I suffered from depression for so many years this way. Occasionally without notice, my mind goes to these dark places and starts opening up doors (Where is my mind?). That I’ve mark “do not open”, locked it away with a key for my own safety. I couldn’t help to think, that I would never get out alive. Sure, popping dolls can help. However, they don’t always do the trick and can sometimes backfire on your ass. It’s hard not to look back. Just stay comfortably in your own sorrow. Nevertheless, it’s better if we exist in the now. You never know what lies ahead of you. Maybe there are better days to come?