Memory slips can happen for anyone. Most minor details and random occurrences can be forgotten so easily. In school, you read and read and study as hard as you can, but you still cannot retain the information. Studying for hours on end would do you no good because you would forget what you were studying at the beginning. That is how I am. My memory is awful. I am not ditzy or unintelligent, I just honestly cannot remember more than half of what goes on in my life.
I forget about conversations or events that I even lived through, but only if they were minor events. I can’t help that I can’t remember if someone mentioned something to me, or that I had already told you a story or piece of news. It’s frustrating to me because I hate that I repeat myself without knowing whether or not I have already said it, which only frustrates the people that I am around.
In part with not being able to remember things, I also question what is real and not real. If I cannot remember, then how am I to know what I do actually remember is true? Sometimes it would get so bad that I had to question everything. It drove me insane, honestly.
I’m not entirely sure where my forgetfulness came from, or how it started happening, but it does. It’s not the most awful thing, and I realize that. I could have amnesia and not know anything at all. I’m fortunate that all I truly need to worry about is where I left my keys, which classes I have that day and which events are on what day.
It takes getting used to, but I feel better about it now. I know that it is going to happen regardless of what I try to do. It’s helped me alter my studying habits to make sure that I actually remember the info that I need to remember.
Sticky notes became my best friend. I have so many sticky notes all over my books, my desk, and in the Notes app on my phone. I also have the best friends in the world because they put up with all my forgetfulness on a daily basis (Thank you guys so much!).
I like to think that forgetfulness is pretty common, maybe not for my age, but common enough for me not to worry about it. I’ve realized that if I worried about forgetting something, I’d be more likely to forget things. Being carefree about it isn’t the best idea either. For myself, I am aware that it will happen regardless, but I do my best to help myself remember when I otherwise couldn’t.