@pathfinder@devxvda@actuallyautistic you know, just yesterday I was thinking that in a way, I don’t remember most of my life. Like, there are some details my brain occasionally reminds me(usually when something related happens), there are some memories of emotions, there are some points of shame - episodes I wish to not even remember that they happened - but I don’t actually remember what I was doing, what I was saying, what actually happened. I have some resume of my life, like some knowledge of ‘and then happened this, and after that I was doing that’ - but it’s just knowledge of some facts, I don’t actually remember myself going through all of that. I have a feeling of living for a while, a have some vague images and emotional imprints - but I am not even sure how much of that is actual memory and how much is some key-word recreation. I wonder if it’s a common experience. If not - maybe that’s exactly why it’s easy for me after going away to never come back and never feel any nostalgia. Maybe to miss something one needs to actually remember something