The Importance of the Past

When I was 3 years old I remember my mother taking me to day-care for the first time in my life. I was scared and it was very hard for me to make friends. There I understood for first time the meaning of rather having one or two good friends than to have many of them and none of them really cherishing your friendship. That was an opinion I stuck to since and it pretty much had an effect on every one of my relationships.
Every single memory and experience has an impact on our lives and builds up our personalities. …