I have a handful of token memories going back to when I was one or two. But kindergarten and school are just blank voids. It took me up to when I was about 30 to realize I did not have a happy childhood.
I had a fine childhood. Nothing I would consider abnormal in a traumatic or negative sense, and the fidelity of my memories have always been limited. Some brains just aren’t designed to hold onto the past … which is quite comical because I the things I do remember, I remember strongly; even when they’re essentially irrelevant. Oh well.
My elementary school had two kindergarten teachers with the same last name, my only memory of kindergarten is roll call on the first day when the teacher told me I was in the wrong room and I had to walk out with the other kids chuckling. Seems like our brains hold on to only the strongest emotional moments be they good or bad.
I have a handful of token memories going back to when I was one or two. But kindergarten and school are just blank voids. It took me up to when I was about 30 to realize I did not have a happy childhood.
I had a fine childhood. Nothing I would consider abnormal in a traumatic or negative sense, and the fidelity of my memories have always been limited. Some brains just aren’t designed to hold onto the past … which is quite comical because I the things I do remember, I remember strongly; even when they’re essentially irrelevant. Oh well.
My elementary school had two kindergarten teachers with the same last name, my only memory of kindergarten is roll call on the first day when the teacher told me I was in the wrong room and I had to walk out with the other kids chuckling. Seems like our brains hold on to only the strongest emotional moments be they good or bad.