There's some stories to be told & perspective from the North Bronx game the OP wouldn't be able to tell but I ain't mad at the thread.
The game is the game & shouldn't be romanticized. We all left with PTSD from the curb. Its hard to come to grips with the fact that most of the cats you grew up with are legit sociopaths, psychos & schizos. There's really no safe space to vent since you can't exactly share crack tales at the watter cooler in the office & internet weirdos will try to scribble in their notepad so they add your life exp to a wiki/yt channel.
Bro this forum has become that sounding board for me, as there's so many threads about criminality and street life that are relatable to my journey. The woman I'm talking to currently doesn't know this about me, and won't unless we really progress towards a relationship; and the people where I work don't know this stuff about me...
I don't affiliate with dudes from my past anymore, there's a rotation of like 4 or 5 guys I ran with, at different points, who I catch up with maybe one to three conversations a year, if that many. I'm long inactive in the shyt so I don't have much to talk about with them since they are all still fukking around...
So coming on here has given me an outlet to speak about shyt that doesn't get spoken of in my actual life. Like you said there's so many memories, PTSD, just so many things that don't leave you even as you evolve away from that period of time. I get random memories about random people, places, or things that happened fairly often. Just random shyt from years ago, not all bad, but not all shyt that I care to think about anymore...