As I have previously mentioned, I had no idea that I had HSAM (Highly Superior Autobiographical Memory) until I was diagnosed with it at 23 years old; nor did I know that the condition even existed until I was 21 years old. It was my firm belief that every person thought, felt and remembered in exactly the same way as I do.
Yet regardless of whether I knew about my style of memory being somewhat rare or not, there was always an activity (which I now know to be related to my HSAM) that I enjoyed doing since I was a preteen.
Every one of us experiences occasional moments when our body remains immobile for a short while after waking up from a dream (it can occur whilst falling asleep as well). It is a sensation that no person describes as being...
As November was rolling through, and the time to begin writing this month’s blog arrived, I was initially stuck with deciding what to write about. However, earlier this morning feelings of frustration occurred when I couldn’t understand something that my mum was telling me (due to my difficulties with discerning most people’s verbal language). This even led to a minor meltdown. Though, perhaps on a much more positive note, the subject of this month’s blog came along to me from this experience. The subject is about me having to just settle to differ, whenever I don’t understand the language/communication of most, or even when they don’t understand my method of communication.
