“Good” Memory

I’m a person with very good memory. I remember events and details others can’t recall. Some say good memory is definitely a gift, but at times I wonder if it isn’t a curse…

Remembering stuff others don’t can make you feel like you live in a world of your own, and that can drive you crazy enough to consider having dreamed what you claim to have lived. How I wish that was the worst of it! What really hurts about remembering it all is precisely being unable to forget all the pain you’ve gone through. Although it’s true that pain makes us wiser, we must be able to reap the lessons from it and then move on. ‘Forgive and forget’, so they say.

Throughout my short life, I’ve reached the conclusion that good memory becomes a curse when it thwarts your moving on…



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