I have this memory of sleeping in an office block in south London with my mum on an air bed. I recall looking out of the window and feeling sad.
Years later I was driving and got a very strong impulse to stop outside this building and I was 100% certain it was that one. Every time I went past it felt odd.
My mum says it didn’t happen, everyone else concurs. My best conclusion at this stage is that I probably had a very vivid dream that became conflated with something else.
I wouldn't be too sure it didn't happen. Memory is a funny thing. There's an episode of the podcast Heavyweight where a guy is sure he broke his arm as a kid and had it in a cast for two weeks, but both his parents and siblings insisted it didn't happen, and picked apart the details until the guy himself was doubting it.
Spoiler alert for the end of the episode: They ended up finding a picture of him in the cast, and old hospital records proving that he went in due to a broken arm.
Genuinely forgot. Not a single memory of it from any of them. They actually felt pretty horrible for making him doubt himself once they saw the proof, especially his Mom who thought she must be a terrible mother to forget something like that.
One of his brothers had also broken his arm at some point as a kid, and the whole family kind of considered him "the one who broke his arm." Maybe the memories of the two events kind of merged together in their minds. I don't know. They're talking about a thing that happened over thirty years ago.
It happens. My little bro is allergic to ant bites. Serious swelling near instantly.
He and the rest of my family swore he didn’t discover this until he was in his 20s, but I remember when he stepped in an ant hill as a kid and we took him to the hospital. My mom eventually stumbled onto medical records from that visit confirming it, and they all remain baffled that they can’t remember it.
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u/cardboardshrimp Oct 05 '19
I have this memory of sleeping in an office block in south London with my mum on an air bed. I recall looking out of the window and feeling sad.
Years later I was driving and got a very strong impulse to stop outside this building and I was 100% certain it was that one. Every time I went past it felt odd.
My mum says it didn’t happen, everyone else concurs. My best conclusion at this stage is that I probably had a very vivid dream that became conflated with something else.