Hard to tell if its a real memory or an implanted one but I think it was my 2nd birthday party and I had a stye and a cake shaped like a ladybug and I was going down a slide with my friends.
If not that memory than for sure the memory of my first funeral at 5. I wore an itchy pink sweater and black skirt.
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* my dog Maddie licking cherry pie off of my hands
* my parents were having their annual Christmas party and I was standing in a dark bathroom with a crack of light coming in from the hall, watching my own reflection in the mirror as my nose bled (sounds sinister but I think I was just having a nosebleed)
* clown at the county fair psychologically traumatized me by i got your nose-ing me and another clown painted my nose red. I couldn’t get the face paint off when I got home and I was in tears
* I was mad that my sister had been born. the doctor at the hospital tried to amuse me by blowing up a glove into a balloon animal. my dad and I went home from the hospital for the night and i opened up some presents my grandparents had sent me and my dad and I rented the Barney movie from Blockbuster lol
* another one which may be the earliest but I shan’t share it… nobody needs to know the melancholy of little Tate R. Hole
Sep 27, 2024
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not sure if this is The First but i’m pretty little and it’s the one i think of when asked this question. i have a memory of christmas at my grandparents’ house when i was probably 2ish? i’m wearing little pink corduroy overalls and no shoes and i’m walking around the living room around all of the boxes and tissue paper from opening presents earlier. the grown-ups are talking but idk about what.
Feb 21, 2025
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when i was tiny i had a dress to sleep in covered in pictures of a girl is some sort of fantasy world. It was light pink. it was shiny and some how that reflected in the texture itself. when u touched the one side that everyone could see the fabric felt cold and smooth like slipping off the edge of a metallic slide. the other side where the repeated imagery looked grainy felt the way it look too. it was course reminding me of a stuck zipper being pulled. neither of these feelings were truly magical but when u folded the fabric of the dress in half or pinched it from the inside the silky outer surface glided against itself while i could easily grip from the rougher side. To me it felt like how imagine a marble feels gliding across a pool of water ir maybe glass. im not sure exactly how to describe the feelinf but it felt calm and safe. i loved wearing that dress so everynight i could dough the 2 sides together while drifting off to sleep. in fact i still have the dress which i nicknamed my tickler as a kid so parents continued to call it that. i think this was probably my first identifiable stim toy. its wild my mom and dad never saw or wondered.
Jan 1, 2025
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So tranquil so beautiful! Nothing quite like it!
Feb 25, 2025
Watched this movie every single weekend at my nana’s house because she had it saved to her dvr. Gave me an extreme desire for independence at a very young age (it has carried me through to today!) and inspired me to make pancakes (waffles) on my own every week as a spry 6 year old.
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I used to love it and I forgot about it for years until I went to my parents house where my mom was stocked up on ot. Every morning for breakfast I have a bowl of cottage cheese with a blended apple (think like fresh apple sauce) and cinnamon and go to town! Keeps me full most of the morning which is great because getting hungry right after breakfast when I am on the run is not fun
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