"When I choose [i]what[/i]?" I asked, annoyed, "It's not like I can just stop thinking about my past. It's not my fault that my memories stick with me! Even in the present, when I'm doing something else like playing a game, those memories are there with me. They make me miserable all the time - I can't just shake them off!" I stomped out of the room, wanting to put some distance between myself and this man. he was supposed to be helping me, not blaming me! Everything he was saying just made me even more depressed! Why couldn't someone just be nice to me for a change?