In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Memory on the Menu.”

Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?

i honestly don’t know the answer to this one. i have to work really hard to interpret an experience as good and then store it as good because, with depression and anxiety, i have a really bad habit of seeing the negative first. even though i appear to be a very optimistic person, and i am for the most part. i tend to see memories as grey. so when i have an experience that i really got a lot from emotionally, that i really enjoyed, those tend to stick out for me pretty vividly, whether or not they’re old or new.

although, now that i’m thinking about it, i’m a highly sensitive person so it’s not that i don’t feel anything, as with depression, it’s that most times i feel too much, too deeply and so i’m left to sort out all of these complex emotions from one event or experience and then try and store it in a way that makes sense. so in this sense time really does help iron out the creases of mind that can’t not feel everything immensely.

and honestly, i think all good memories are wonderful but i definitely am not going to discount the ones that are harder because i learn a lot from those too. memories to me are not solely good and bad, they are a constellation of everything they made me feel.