Reflection.

I've probably used this color before, because I really like it. If not, you now know my favorite.
Let's make a hypothetical situation!
Say that a person was abused when they were very young by their sibling, and say the parents didn't notice it. The sibling who abused the other sibling is X. The sibling who was abused by X is Y, and the environment is Z. The parents are A, and B, and the friends of Y are C.

This is the point of view for Y, because reasons.
When Y goes to school they have the first two years as a "normal" child, but on the third year everything changes. They become withdrawn, and then Z comes into play. Z could be anything really, but for this exercise we can have Z be the teacher, the one who should have noticed that something was wrong with Y, because Y wasn't like the other kids. Y was sucked into their own world, not interacting much with the other kids, in face Y would hide under tables and hiss at people! Y was constantly reading, yet they did poorly with schoolwork. This is the beginning of Y and their career at school as a "dumb" kid.
You know what? Screw the alphabet.
What I want to say is that it's important to validate your feelings. We feel, we're human. The fact that we're alive and feeling is something that's so important because that feeling is what we all strive for. It's to feel that I believe that we strive for. Happiness, sadness, joy, calm, whatever your poison is, recognizing that you are feeling something and then validating that feeling is ground breaking. By the way, this is me at 1:16 AM writing. This has no witty punchline, no pre-laid out thoughts. This is raw work, so if you want to, please tell me if your opinion differs.
Back on track, I'm just struggling with a few things, and the memories overload me. I'll be in the middle of my life, and suddenly I'll be taken back into my memories. Little memories that meant nothing now actually mean something, and they've come back with a vengeance. Remember that one time what you did this? Or hey, what about that other time? 
I suppose my more coherent/rational thoughts should be documented, and not this drivel.