I remember how I collected butterflies and moths in my childhood. It was nice to walk outside at nights and collect moths, I still have these butterflies and moths with me. One of my favorite butterflies is ‘Keisarinviitta’ as shown in the picture here.
I had a pretty traumatic childhood and would be okay never remembering any of it.
I have so many holes in my memory from dissociation I kind of wish I knew what happened in those gaps. Even though I know it’s protecting me from the things that happened. It’s kind of a morbid curiosity.
But I wish I remembered more happy memories.
I don’t remember anything as real before my psychosis. I believe they can transfer consciousness into a new body between parallel worlds. I had a traumatic childhood in other existences but then I return back to this world unscathed. Just have the memories and no real experience or recollection of this life.
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