I think it’s amazing how we can associate some particular thing so strongly with a person or certain memory. It’s been almost eight years since I left the abusive asshole, and I still have issues listening to Metallica (his favorite band [then, at least] and the only thing he could play on the guitar). All they do is remind me of him and the time we spent together. There’s some good memories of us, sure, but there’s a whole lot more in which he made me feel so much less than what I am. On the flip side of that, I’m listening to Journey, and I can’t help but feel Boyfriend with me, holding me close. It makes me smile and feel so much better than I (think I) am.