I have little, VERY little, memories of my childhood or adolescence – or adulthood for that matter. It concerned me when a therapist colleague said “not remembering” was an indication of repressed memory probably of horrible childhood trauma. Ai yiiii yiiiiii. Maybe I was beaten, or worse, and all these years believing I had nice parents.
I told a psychiatrist friend about my memory “affliction”thinking he would suggest decades of psycho-analysis at best and in-patient treatment at worst. He looked passively at me and without the slightest hesitation said, “All that indicates is your childhood was boring.”
This is one of my aha moments that I DO remember and spurred me to investigate the neuro-biology of emotion. What does that have to do with hang-over? Read on!
Hung Over by Peggy
You already know without a doubt that most of your memories are ones that were highly emotional experiences.
“Emotional experiences can induce physiological and internal brain states that persist for long periods of time after the emotional events have ended, a team of New York University scientists has found. This study, which appears in the journal Nature Neuroscience,also shows that this emotional “hangover” influences how we attend to and remember future experiences.”
“How we remember events is not just a consequence of the external world we experience, but is also strongly influenced by our internal states–and these internal states can persist and color future experiences,”explains Lila Davachi, an associate professor in NYU’s Department of Psychology and Center for Neural Science and senior author of the study.”
“‘Emotion’ is a state of mind, . . . findings make clear that our cognition is highly influenced by preceding experiences and, specifically, that emotional brain states can persist for long periods of time.”’
” . . . data showed that the brain states associated with emotional experiences carried over for 20 to 30 minutes and influenced the way the subjects processed and remembered future experiences that are not emotional.”
“We see that memory for non-emotional experiences is better if they are encountered after an emotional event,” observes Davachi.
I’m so relieved! Not only wasn’t I beaten . . . or worse . . . the biggest hang-over I’ve experienced was the result of my exceptionally boring life.
*To read the entire article, who the authors are and the research behind it click HERE.
I’m so smart. I’ve been employing this strategy for years! The only problem is when I remember what I forgot, I forget why I needed to remember what I forgot to remember.
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Trying To Remember Multiple Things May Be The Best Way To Forget Them
by CHRIS BENDEREV
“A new scientific model of forgetting is taking shape, which suggests keeping multiple memories or tasks in mind simultaneously can actually erode them.”
“Neuroscientists already knew that memories can interfere with and weaken each other while they are locked away in the recesses of long-term memory. But this new model speaks to what happens when multiple memories are coexisting front and center in our minds, in a place called “working memory.”‘
“It argues that when we let multiple memories come to mind simultaneously, those memories immediately lock into a fierce competition with each other.” When these memories are tightly competing for our attention the brain steps in and actually modifies those memories,” says Jarrod Lewis-Peacock, a neuroscientist at UT Austin.”
“The brain crowns winners and losers. If you ended up remembering the milk and forgetting the phone call, your brain strengthens your memory for getting milk and weakens the one for phoning your friend back, so it will be easier to choose next time you’re faced with that dilemma.”
It’s a strain on my brain
whether it’s June, July or December
lots of tasks
my brain crowns the winner
which I reward with dinner
Eats I never forget
Food being a permanent mind set
P.S. I forgot to tell you that you can read the entire article by clicking on the title above.
I tend to live in the present moment – not because I am centered nor have I perfected mindfulness. It’s because I have a very lousy long-term memory. You can tell me the same joke over and over and I’ll laugh every time because I never remember the punch line. I don’t remember having already seen a movie or read a book until I get to the end. Details of my life elude me. Turns out I’m blessed by a forgetful remembering-self.
LISTEN to this!!!!!!!! – How we determine what is a painful experience or a pleasurable one; How we create the story of our life.
In preparation for my coming birthday I’m studying what “learned” people know about aging. I just found out that a definite perk of “getting old” ensures me of ALWAYS being in the present moment! Fritz Coleman (who is very “learned” says: “When you are old you can’t count on the future and you can’t remember the past.”
Fritz Coleman, Comedian
Senior Conference On Aging. Held at the First Church of the Nazarene of Pasadena. Keynote Speaker Fritz Coleman NBC4’s weathercaster is a Southern California broadcasting icon” and a . . . comedian.
I think my brain is suffering: Impaired Wit, Cerebral shrinkage, Eating binges, Hallucinations, Risky decisions, Anger, Lost memories, False memories, Head-in-the-clouds, slurred speech are some of the impacts from diminished or non-restorative sleep.
However, I won’t tell you which of those my brain is suffering from. You’ll have to read my blog posts to figure it out.
I can’t read this chart. The print is too small so click here for a larger image: What Sleep Deprivation Does to Your Brain.
How sleep impacts the brain
I wonder if diminished sleep and diminished eyesight are related . . . .
Upon awakening this morning I clearly remembered an incredibly intelligent, scintillating, provocative and engaging post written, edited and spell-checked I wrote to share with you. But now I can’t remember what I remembered.
Which brings me to an interesting question (well, I think it’s interesting): What do I really pay attention to in my waking life? The hours, the days, the years – a recorded history of “me” somewhere, largely irretrievable at will. I only remember bits and pieces of events, stories told and repeated until I too believe the version of how it happened, pictures in an album that prove I was there . . .
I remember now that this might be the post I remembered and forgot . . . I think . . .?