There is almost nothing worse than being made to feel like you cannot trust your own memories.
It makes you run within your own head, doubting yourself, and furiously wishing that you had carried a tape recorder around with you all along.
And…when you invest a great deal of trust in someone else and then they make you question your own memory…for some reason you long to opt towards self-doubt. Dementia. Psychological distress. Because…in that moment, the trust you have invested in that person is more valid than your own memory.
It is not the first time someone has made me question my own memory. In fact, it’s happened many times…to many times. It could be possible that I have somehow learned to doubt my own memory…my long term memory, at least.
Ugh. There’s more to say, but I am emotionally exhausted.
