Back on target!
I’ve got the same ADHD memory issues
@Charbella has… durn near eidetic or? Nothin, or as near as. Especially when hyperfocused (which is a kind of disassociation, similar to survival-mode, where the whole world falls away, including awareness of things basic bodily functions, except for what I’m doing). All the information I’m constantly flooded with means I’ve got both a highly trained forgettery, as I’m attempting NOT to be aware of what’s going on around me, or it will stick. If I’m distracted? Like reading? It will flood in and stamp. Including things that aren’t “real”, like I have age progression/regression software in my noggin’. Anyone I look at, I can see them as children and elderly and everything in between; and anyone I reeeeally look at get several dozen versions of both, depending on life circumstances & choice. Weight gain/loss, climate changes, style, gender switching, moods, career, etc. It’s like one of those alias boards law enforcement makes. That’s an artist & anthropologist thing, married to the ADHD thing. My ADHD friends who are mechanics do the same thing with machinery, architects with buildings and city layouts, etc. The hyperactive mental piece takes whatever you “know” and spins it out into different possibilities.
So I’ve had quirky memory stuff my whole life.
My PTSD memory stuff, otoh, is wildly different, although often mobs up with my ADHD stuff to seriously f*ck me over, in a few different ways (that I’m just not going to talk about right now, as it’s not super relevant).
- Any time my head is stuck in the past? I have a whoooole lotta difficulty remembering
anything in the present. Present stuff just doesn’t code right. (It’s one of the ways I “lose time”. Up to and including dissociative fugues. Journaling helps. Both written and photographic. Especially if it’s early days. But any time I notice I’m losing time, journaling is one of my best places to start.).
- Linear memory gets kicked to the curb. The whole do this first, that second, this third, that fourth? Pfft. Ain’t gonna happen, or will need constant checking/rechecking, and I’ll still prolly f*ck it up. Cooking is a good example here. So is following a sentence from beginning to end.
- My judgement gets f*cked six ways from Sunday in PART because I’m unable to accurately recall “all” of a person (with very few exceptions, although exceptions do exist). The better I know them? The worse it is. Strangers are relaxing for the blank slate they create, as all I know about them is this/here/now. People I know well, who have years and decades worth of trust built/lost, I just can’t parse.
- I’m unable to think about (or recall anything) that’s too stressful. My mind just shuts off. Crickets.
- AND THE BIG ONE… I switch back and forth between not being able to stop remembering (aaaaaaargh!) and it being like there’s a huge blank white glacier like wall between me’self and any/all traumatic memories.
There are more, but “I’m done now.”
