I tend to mostly concern myself with the future, let’s say the next couple of years. Why? Well, first of all, being neurodivergent, time feels very abstract to me. I can make concrete plans maybe a year or two in advance, but beyond that things become so blurry and so many external and internal factors can change that I don’t really see why or even how I could think that far ahead.
On the other side, I have really bad autobiographic memory, so I know the facts about my past and I know stories from pictures and retellings of other people, but I don’t have a lot of first person memories. Talking to people or reading about the vivid wealth of memories others have of their lives makes me a little sad sometimes, but on the upside it means that I don’t really do regret.
All I can do is do my best with the situation at hand, enjoy the moment and leave the past behind. It is what it is and that is okay.

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