I've never been the best at remembering things, to most that seems normal.

To me, I can't remember any memories of my past. I can feel it getting worse everyday.

I can go from remembering something a week ago to barely remembering yesterday.

My mum thinks my brain is putting up walls to protect me from certain memory. She's probably right.

There is a lot of things I'm glad to have forgotten, but that doesn't mean the wounds have gone too.

People think I'm lying whenever I tell them I have no memories. I don't try to explain it to anyone, I see no point.

Maybe one day I'll actually believe them and supposedly stop "lying".