Dwelling on the positive

I was going to post something about how my jerkish cousins used to torment my brother and me when we were kids... and how the adults in our extended family pretty much stood by and did nothing. I also wanted to talk about how some of the adults would poke fun at us, make up stories, and otherwise act in an inconsiderate manner.

Yeah, I don't consider my childhood to be particularly happy.

I decided against discussing this at length, though. I want to dwell on the positive right now and avoid thinking too much about past hurts.

BTW, please don't get me wrong. I realize that in many ways, I was fortunate as a child. My family was intact, for one thing, and we weren't living in abject poverty. I do have a lot of unpleasant memories though, and there's a lot of hurt bubbling underneath. I'm just choosing not to dwell on such matters right now. I think that's just prudent.