I've never told anyone this story, and never thought I would—not because I felt guilty, or feared that others might judge me, but because it filled my heart with so much pain that I refused to think about it. I didn't forget, or block it out; I simply decided not to remember. Mainly just the sentence fragment in bolded red. I've been working at it for the past hour and I can't seem to shorten it up any. I'm not asking anyone to write it for me, but does anyone see any other words/decent ways to rearrange it that might help give me some ideas?