WillowMarie
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I was wondering what age everyone's first memories are from. As well as how much you can remember.
I have started Homecoming by John Bradshaw after seeing other people mention this book. I find it very informative and interesting so far.
I was reading the chapter on reclaiming your infant self... and it said to write down anything you remember, or any info you know. Ummmm.. that would be pretty my nothing. The timeframe is until nine months old.
And then the next chaptrr is until age three...
I just feel frustrated because there is so much I can't remember. Before seventh grade, I only have a handful of memories. And they all kind of blend together where I dont know what age I was.
I have one memory from when I was five and under. There was a young child, in a dress, standing on a stone patio behind a house. There are bees covering her. I don't know if she was me or not. There is just mystery surrounding it. Maybe I remembered it distorted, can this happen with memories?
I also don't remember how I was comforted or if I ever was. I only recently remembered two memories of when I was younger than seventh grade that involves my mom. I mean, who doesn't remember their own mother???
I try to remind myself to be patient, that I will remember when I am ready. I just feel frustrated, too, because I think other people have more to works with when it comes to what they remember.
I have started Homecoming by John Bradshaw after seeing other people mention this book. I find it very informative and interesting so far.
I was reading the chapter on reclaiming your infant self... and it said to write down anything you remember, or any info you know. Ummmm.. that would be pretty my nothing. The timeframe is until nine months old.
And then the next chaptrr is until age three...
I just feel frustrated because there is so much I can't remember. Before seventh grade, I only have a handful of memories. And they all kind of blend together where I dont know what age I was.
I have one memory from when I was five and under. There was a young child, in a dress, standing on a stone patio behind a house. There are bees covering her. I don't know if she was me or not. There is just mystery surrounding it. Maybe I remembered it distorted, can this happen with memories?
I also don't remember how I was comforted or if I ever was. I only recently remembered two memories of when I was younger than seventh grade that involves my mom. I mean, who doesn't remember their own mother???
I try to remind myself to be patient, that I will remember when I am ready. I just feel frustrated, too, because I think other people have more to works with when it comes to what they remember.