Gerard Labrecque
In my late 20’s I lost my memory due to carbon monoxide incident in the place I worked at that time. Everyone became a stranger. That was normal to me, cos you don’t know what you don’t know. Everyone else knows something is wrong. As the years went by.. many memories returned. They were in conflict with memories that I fabricated to fill in the blanks. Unfortunately, both memories for years seemed equally true to me.
Exciting to me when someone I knew came back to my memories. So, I was always looking for more of them. More people. More missing people.
This also brought a level of sadness, realizing I had no tools to tell the difference between what I believed to be true and what was really true.
Some of my life, like an empty lonely hole, was always looking for more people that fell out of my memory.
Recently I did a year+ of counseling. One of the great things that it did for me was… Realizing that I probably found everybody and to stop looking. More importantly, to stop carrying the guilt of the people I forgot. Those imaginary people had imaginary opinions that I cared about and tried to not let them down.
Could I name them? No. Could I find them? No. Did it affect my discussion making. Yes. Peer pressure at any age is a powerful influence. I have been set free from most of the influence of those missing imaginary people.
I don’t know that I will ever make it a book. But, some of my life will always be a mystery to me. As A result, I do tend to ask multitalented people for their opinions, before making major decisions. Their input, I hold equal to my own, as I still can’t trust 100% of what I believe. Just because I believe it, doesn’t mean it’s true.
When it comes to arguing with friends or family. Well, I have learned there is very little value in being right. There is great value in being kind.
Exciting to me when someone I knew came back to my memories. So, I was always looking for more of them. More people. More missing people.
This also brought a level of sadness, realizing I had no tools to tell the difference between what I believed to be true and what was really true.
Some of my life, like an empty lonely hole, was always looking for more people that fell out of my memory.
Recently I did a year+ of counseling. One of the great things that it did for me was… Realizing that I probably found everybody and to stop looking. More importantly, to stop carrying the guilt of the people I forgot. Those imaginary people had imaginary opinions that I cared about and tried to not let them down.
Could I name them? No. Could I find them? No. Did it affect my discussion making. Yes. Peer pressure at any age is a powerful influence. I have been set free from most of the influence of those missing imaginary people.
I don’t know that I will ever make it a book. But, some of my life will always be a mystery to me. As A result, I do tend to ask multitalented people for their opinions, before making major decisions. Their input, I hold equal to my own, as I still can’t trust 100% of what I believe. Just because I believe it, doesn’t mean it’s true.
When it comes to arguing with friends or family. Well, I have learned there is very little value in being right. There is great value in being kind.
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