Everyone has memories they’d rather not recall. Martial artists are no different.

After all, martial artists are human too.

Whether they’re grandmasters of unparalleled skill or novices still fumbling through the basics, they all harbor memories they wish they could erase. Memories they’d turn back time to undo, or ones that make their blood run cold just by thinking about them.

I was no exception.

In fact, I’d argue that my case was worse than anyone else’s.

For me, merely erasing the memory wasn’t enough. I wanted to shred it into tiny pieces, burn it to ashes, and scatter it …