Names

There are names so entwined with particular moments, or eras, that to me any mention of them comes as sharp pain tickling each rib. They need not have directly hurt me, they can surely have hearts of gold, they can have nothing but their names and faces, but that still won't change that ache that slips its fingers through my ears. I have at least three names I can summon forth off-hand that just kill my gut in an instant, and it's only just barely their fault. The images they wear unwillingly atop their faces now are not necessarily traumatic, or the mark of any impropriety, they simply hurt to put my eyes on. This is certainly abnormal, but I must ask if anyone has ever felt the same, as any sort of experience shared is a little peace of mind. Have you ever found a name alone could break you for an hour or two? And that no matter how long you wait, that power won't be diluted?