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There’s something so uniquely terrifying about memory issues. I feel like my self is slipping away from me.
ace-disgrace-on-the-case - Here’s the thing I feel like a lot of folks don’t get: I’m not trying to forget what you said. Honestly, I really tried not to. I can’t control what I do and don’t remember—forgetting things just happens. It’s annoying for you, I know, but for me it’s distressing as hell and when you make a big deal out of it rather than just reminding me you make me feel ashamed. I’ll remember that, at least.
It costs you nothing to be kind to people with memory problems. Please. It’s scary enough without people treating memory lapses as a personal failing.
I’m not even allowed to write things down, so it’s like: pray your brain let’s you retrieve those memories. I remember actively thinking intensely about something, and watching in horror as details slip away in real time.
EDIT: I have a paranoid amount of notes at home, but sorting through it and finding what’s useful os a challenge on it’s own.