Fairy tales put to rest

Has it ever happened to you, that you are in the thick of it all, the hustle, the chase, and you take a minute to breathe. When you do just that, you see glimpses of your past, in twisted memories, suiting your narrative? How is it that the narrative sometimes feels so distant? Something about that narrative doesn't connect with you as much anymore, yet the pang of guilt hits, because at some point that connection was what you chased. 

Isn't it strange that you're coded to survey, question, read, and recall yet if it were about matters of the past, you're asked to emote, vent, let go, move on. Who authored this process? Why does the reminiscing never get talked about? My theory is that, as we grow we realize that some fairy tales are more Grimm than we ever bothered to understand as kids. When you feel like you're living a fairy tale, you don't want to question the magic of it all. In the future, somewhere along the process of letting go, you lose the will to question, and reason. The difference in intent between the two really baffles me, but hey we're strange beings after all. 

All I know is, there are lessons to be understood from those fairy tale pasts that we all have definitely gone through. Some lessons form your opinions, without an intent to change. Some lessons leave you hopeful that time heals all. Some lessons just are mind-numbingly boring and cannot be philosophized, but they matter a lot to you. I believe that the reminiscing is a huge part of accepting that it may all begin with a "once upon a time" but there are more possibilities than just a happily ever after. Some tales continue long after it, some end at the ellipsis...