Stephanie Soo

And it lingers very unsettling for a few days, a few weeks, whatever.

And then something happens and then I suddenly will remember.

And with that memory, it's not even just like the memory I remember.

The appropriate feelings that were repressed just hit you like a brick at once.

It probably varies from person to person, but that has been my experience.

Another person online writes, repressed memories are absolutely real.

I mean, they could occur because the experience is just too painful to process, so your brain tries to forget it.

But your brain can't really forget serious trauma any more than your leg can forget getting broken.

The imprint remains.

You could also repress a memory simply because it doesn't seem worth remembering.

So for me personally...

This is the netizen.

Abuse was so frequent and so extreme in my childhood, I didn't even register it after a while.

It was as normal as eating breakfast.

I don't remember most, if all, of the breakfasts I've eaten as a kid.

A lot of my memories started to come back in my 20s after I left my parents, and it took a really long time to piece them together, and I compulsively doubted myself.

I kept saying things like, it couldn't have been like that for a lot of reasons.

You know, it could have been this.

Someone would have done something to stop it.

No, sane people would behave...