Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
I don’t remember having an item like this. That doesn’t mean one didn’t exist but it is not something that lives in my memory. This isn’t unusual for me. Much of my early childhood is hazy to me. I get occasional flashes of a memory that are more like ghosts than memories. It’s actually very frustrating for me.
I hear people reminisce about their childhoods all the time. I don’t have that. Not in the same way at least. Things get a little clearer around 8 and even more clear around 11-13. But even at those points and after, it’s more like specific moments that stand out not a general recall of my childhood.
Much of the things I “remember” are actually stories I was told. I have no actual recollection of many of these events. I remember being told they happened and forming the picture of the event. Or maybe being told, triggered the image recall, its hard to say because they don’t trigger any sort of emotional response that makes them feel important and worth remembering.
I kind of think I didn’t get the opportunity to have any thing I was really attached to because as an adult I am very attached to all kinds of physical objects. I assign meaning to the smallest token and feel distraught if I lose it or it breaks or something happens to it. It often feels like my inner child is trying to reclaim that attachment we are supposed to feel.
A topic for therapy I suppose
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