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Whom would you be without your memories? Don't they define you? Everything you ever experienced causes you to be you. Ever ask WHO AM I?

I never have but I'm sure if I had no memories I would. Identity is all wrapped up in memories. Whom you were as a child. High School years. College. First serious romance. Birth of your children. The jobs you've had. The neighbors. The homes in which you lived. Your favorite stores. Vacations. Holidays. Birthdays. Anniversaries. GONE! If they're all gone how do you function? Your parents . Everything you remember is part of whom you have become and are today. With no memories to fall back WHO ARE YOU?

Posted - December 23, 2018
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  • 46117
    No.  They don't.  

    I am not interested in my memories.  I have them. They serve as a reference, but they don't define me or who or what I am now.  They never did.  The more weight you put on them, the more they define and suffocate you.  I remember my `10 year old self.  I am not that child.  I remember my 20 year old self.  I am not even close to that immature wretch of a girl.  I was a 30 year old alcoholic. Do I define myself that way NOW?  NO WAY.  Etc., Etc.

    This post was edited by WM BARR . =ABSOLUTE TRASH at December 23, 2018 7:43 AM MST
      December 23, 2018 7:41 AM MST
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  • 113301
    Goodness me I totally completely absotively posilutely disagree emphatically and unequivocally foreverly with thee on this matter Sharon. Different strokes. Thank you for your reply. Did you happen to read how Shuhak responded to this Sharon? It's a very good read indeed and I totally agree with his view. This post was edited by RosieG at December 24, 2018 2:57 AM MST
      December 24, 2018 2:55 AM MST
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  • 6098
    Yes I have memories.  Many of which I talk about on here.  Yes I am thankful to God that most of them are positive.  But my life is still happening, still has a present and a future which I enjoy and look forward to enjoying.  So my memories are just memories. 
      December 23, 2018 8:17 AM MST
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  • 113301
    Thank you for your reply og and Happy Monday to thee! :)
      December 24, 2018 2:57 AM MST
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  • 6098
    Thank you. 
      December 24, 2018 4:40 AM MST
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  • 10891
    Life is nothing but memories.  The "now" that we're all currently in is so brief that it's incalculable (they pass so fast that we perceive them as a constant "now").  In fact, you're in a different "now" than you were when you first started reading this.   How are you able to read?  Due to a "memory" from when you were taught.  How do you know not to touch fire?  From  a memory - probably of being burned (the result).  Every "now" that you've lived since you were born is just a memory.  Yet without those "memories" you'd be condemned to a single "now" - never learning, never growing, never moving.

    Each "memory" (the recollection of the "now" you were once in) you have, turned each of your succeeding "nows" in  different direction (depending on what it was).  We call these 'experiences'.  Yet everything we've experienced is now just a memory.  Numerous memories make a day.  Days to weeks, weeks to months, months to years, all equaling a lifetime.  Without memories you wouldn't be... at least you wouldn't know you were.  HOw much of your sleep do you remember?  Perhaps a few fleeting fragments of dreams?   Yet you spend a third of your life asleep.   So if you really think about it, memories are what make life... life.  Without them..... ?
      December 23, 2018 10:03 AM MST
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  • 113301
    I have no idea how it happens that you and I, thee and me, see many things so similarly if not identically Shuhak. You are able to verbalize so many truths as I perceive them to be in such an eloquent and logical way. I appreciate that you give time and thought to your answers and articulate them so splendidly. That is what I most fear about getting older. Will my mind deteriorate to the extent that I don't remember my life or the people in it or who I am or was? I am certain it would terrify me. It would be like waking up one day with amnesia. Where you were at that moment would be foreign to you and all the people there would be complete strangers and well isn't foreign and strange scary? It would be very disorienting as well. How would you cope with strange and unknown? I cannot imagine it being remotely tolerable. I hope I never experience it because it is the thing I most dread. SIGH. Happy Monday m'dear!   :) This post was edited by RosieG at December 24, 2018 9:34 AM MST
      December 24, 2018 3:05 AM MST
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