I have the memories of two people. I remember two completely different childhoods, both equally vivid. Two families, two sets of friends, two sets of major life events, and I don’t know what’s real. Obviously they can’t both be true, right? I have no clue what to believe, because both sets of memories give very clear explanations for where I currently am in life. I remember the day my parents died, I remember the day I moved in with my foster family, yet somehow I have memories of living with them as a child.
My psychiatrist and I spend entire sessions trying to get me to figure it out in my own. By the end he always just tells me which one is true, but then I come back for the next session unsure.
I just don’t see how it’s possible that I can have such a clear, vivid memory of something that never happened.
You can believe what ever you think, as far as the past, does it really matter if you believe both?
Isn’t it more important to pick today to worry about? Why pay to talk to someone else when they decide?
I see what you’re saying, but it isn’t really about what others believe, it’s about me knowing who I am. I have no clue where I came from, what my life was like, who my parents are. I have memories, very real memories of people that I loved very much, and I can’t accept that they just never existed. I have no sense of identity because I have no idea who I am.
That’s a very interesting situation. I have never heard of something like that before. I believe I have another life that I have been hypnotized to forget. I know it’s there but I can’t remember it because ‘they’ (people controlling my brain) wont let me. I don’t have your situation but I understand the frustration. Someone saying ‘don’t worry about it’ is easier said than done. I understand.
The great defense lawyers of our day have proved the the human memory is not what most people consider it to be.
Apparently, I have false memories. It shakes up the concept of reality for me.
J.