Tales from a false memory roadshow

A continuation of my previous blog at THE FALSE MEMORY TROPE COLLECTION – Page 2

One morning in early 1993 I opened a letter and read that I had something called False Memory Syndrome. Ironically I remember exactly where I was at the time, standing at a 45 degree angle next to the cooker in the kitchen looking out at the trees opposite.

I was used to getting letters from family members accusing me of being a terrible person – but this was on another level. The letter also said that there was no way I could remember things that had happened younger than a certain age -which was kind of weird because I had never told anyone that I had.

I was later told I was part of an evil cult, had been brainwashed and had also brainwashed others.

Being told you have a false memory from the people who you share your earliest memories with is a very weird experience. My life hasn’t been the same since – but it has been interesting and I have stories to tell about the people who claim that the memory of others is false.

So welcome to a False Memory road show.