The classmates who teased me were otherwise friendly to me. Posing for the picture was actually very fun. I was able to be creative and dramatic. When I recalled all these positive details, the memory did not seem so torturous anymore. It helps me to realize that it is all over.
Most painful memories are remnants of tragedies and wars that ended long ago.
The soldiers have departed from the battleground leaving an otherwise peaceful landscape. Despite the long life of a landmine, they mark events in time that ceased to exist and should no longer matter. I am sure that every student who knew me in junior high school immediately forgot about the photo of me in the yearbook. Those who have not forgotten are the sort of people whose opinion I should not take seriously. Perspective I try to put my painful memories in perspective.