Jed RubenfeldUnhappiness is caused when we cannot let go of our memories.
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We can’t let go of memories of happiness, so we suffer. When we don’t want to think of an unpleasant experience, we avoid it. But, by avoiding it, we also deny ourselves the opportunity to learn from it and use it as part of our growth. The more we deny ourselves the ability to let go of a memory, the more we suffer.
Source: The Interpretation Of Murder
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