Selective amnesia.

 It's amazing how many times I have wished for the Geass to be a real (almost as often as wishing for my own  Lulu. But I guess these two things go hand in hand.). But a few months ago(when I was not stupid. And enjoying a more quiet phase of insanity.) was the first time that I wished for the Geass so that I could forget. Forget this one single person. And then I had even no reason to wish to forget them except my own inability to calm my own mind. Perhaps this is the reason even now. But yes, I wished to forget. I knew it would have driven me mad. I mean forgetting that one person would have created quite the blank into my memory. And I am the curious kind. I would have tried to fill that blank. Heck, I even have a scene written about it.
 Alas, reality is cruel and I have no other choice but to take the longer path, forgetting everything at a snail's pace. Even then, I won't be able to forget everything completely, but forgetting about my own feelings is a feat I will probably be able to manage. Time heals all kinds of wounds and even those created by myself will close, fade into nonexistence and be forgotten about when another wound is created. I don't doubt that my stupidity will be always there for me, inflicting pain when I don't need it.
 but then again, those wounds are parts of me. They shape my character, affect my behavior and make me lose myself completely. I didn't feel like myself until a few weeks ago. Now, the daydreaming part of me is slowly returning, along with old habits. I am slowly standing up again, facing fall with the usual mindset and bloody optimism I have. Things feel like they are going to be all right again.
Even if my dreams try to viciously argue against it.