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Ever find out a memory you had was false?

I have a cousin that lies all the time and I think after a while he honestly believes his version because his lie has taken place of the real memory.

One time he told this story about an experience him and his dad had, but he added a bunch of lies to it over the years, so now he's telling this story to us right in front of his dad, and his dad just calls him out on his bullshit. And he looked surprised. I think he wouldn't have told that story on front of his dad if he realized it was full of lies. But to him they weren't lies anymore. It was fascinating.
Interesting point.

I used to lie a lot as a kid. But not as an adult.
The memory I have of an incident in my childhood may not be real because I used to tell lies during that period.
I am not in touch with anyone from that period of my life to confirm the memory either.
But it's not something I would have lied about either.
 
I thought the scene in Rocky where Adrian goes into his house for the first time had him yelling at her to sit down. I told all my friends about how weird it was.

Then I watched it again and realized none of that shit happened.
 
When my daughters were toddlers, there was a time when things were a little bit "too quiet" ... as one of them decided to:

- Pull out the drawers of her dresser to create a staircase
- walk up this "staircase" to get to the fish tank
- dump a full container of fish food in the tank
(she wanted to feed the fishies)
- fill the tank completely with the socks and undies from the top drawer of the dresser/staircase

We woke up from nap time to find all 15 or so of the fish hiding together in this tiny little pocket of water in the back corner of the tank.

We told this story many times over the years.

Found out years later we were blaming the wrong kid.
She was mad about that
 
in high school I had a big chip on my shoulder from being bullied in elementary school
when I met up with a bunch of people who knew from back then. they re collected that I was often one of the worse bullies, just got what as coming around too

we all hint we are the heros of our own story, until we ain't
Not the same, but I always had this image of myself as being a fat kid throughout my teens until I started working out in college. I was a fat kid in elementary school and got made fun of a lot and always thought myself as a fat kid and swore to myself that I was a fatass until college, but one day I looked at old photos of myself when I was 14, 15 and I wasn't fat at all.
 
I definitely remember going to the Bahamas to take part in a secret Kumite tournament (which I won). In that time I also I built up a 400-0 record in BJJ competitions and dojo challenge matches. Unfortunately nobody else remembers these things happening.
 
I definitely remember going to the Bahamas to take part in a secret Kumite tournament (which I won). In that time I also I built up a 400-0 record in BJJ competitions and dojo challenge matches. Unfortunately nobody else remembers these things happening.
I remember
 
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I've never had a memory of a full event that never happened. But I have had a few memories of misremembered events. One I realized I remembered it wrong for years, and thought about it one day and all the sudden it made sense. I called my own bullshit on a longtime memory for some reason. Only a slight change but it made a big difference in the result. (I hurt a friend when I was like 6, but I remembered it as an accident, but I really pushed him, I just for some reason remembered it being an accident because that is what I tried telling his mom at the time)
 
Only the Berenstain/Berenstein bears thing that is common to a lot of people.
 
My whole life I grew up with this insane memory of my family getting carjacked in a rough neighborhood and my mom getting stabbed and having to go to the hospital. I vividly remembered paramedics on the scene and my mother getting carried away in a stretcher and loaded onto an ambulance. I was about 4 or 5. I carried this traumatic memory my entire life. One day in my 30s I asked my mom about this incident and she was shocked because no such thing had happened.

According to her, there was one incident where we got stopped by cops because my dad was driving under the influence. And my mom did get taken to the hospital in an ambulance when she was pregnant with my sister and had complications. She thinks both incidents were probably rough on me and maybe my mind combined those two memories into one traumatic event that never happened.

I was living with a false memory my whole life and was traumatized for no reason. It makes me wonder what else I remember wrong. How much of our lives are made up of stories that are not entirely true?
Yes, I dreamt I was having sex with my mom. But then I woke up to my dad having sex with me.
 
I have combined memories a few times, put two separate incidents together for some reason. I also am somewhat familiar with memory suppression. There were numerous traumatic event that happened when I was a kid and I remember being in my 20's and suddenly remembering some shit I never thought about since it happened.

The biggest or most serious incident of suppressed memory I have seen personally was with my little brother. He was like 8 years old and I was like 12, dad was beating up our mom, we went in to their room, I had a baseball bat and my brother had a stick, we made my dad stop. About 10 minutes later he left the house and never set foot inside again.

I didn't realize at the time but I think my little brother blamed himself for what was going on the night and he suppressed the memory. It was like 45 years later and I happened to ask him about that night and what he remembered. At first he was like "What are you talking about?" but then it started to come back to him. He remembered it all and was like WTF?

He said having that memory now and being able to process it was super healthy for him. Says he has like 80% less social anxiety.
 
My whole life I grew up with this insane memory of my family getting carjacked in a rough neighborhood and my mom getting stabbed and having to go to the hospital. I vividly remembered paramedics on the scene and my mother getting carried away in a stretcher and loaded onto an ambulance. I was about 4 or 5. I carried this traumatic memory my entire life. One day in my 30s I asked my mom about this incident and she was shocked because no such thing had happened.

According to her, there was one incident where we got stopped by cops because my dad was driving under the influence. And my mom did get taken to the hospital in an ambulance when she was pregnant with my sister and had complications. She thinks both incidents were probably rough on me and maybe my mind combined those two memories into one traumatic event that never happened.

I was living with a false memory my whole life and was traumatized for no reason. It makes me wonder what else I remember wrong. How much of our lives are made up of stories that are not entirely true?
No.
I have an exceptional memory. Another friend of mine does as well.
So were good at remembering things that other people generally mix up, like a bunch of you dopes in here seem to do.
Were the guys that go "No jackass, thats not what happen."
 
Only one that I thought I mightve misremembered was going to a baseball game when I was like 6, and one of the toilets in the stadium had a toilet full of shit with it coming out over the top like a mountain peak and there was a plastic bag wrapped around it with a yellow caution tape tied around that.
Thought it was funny as shit, cuz it was.

For 30 years, I told the story a few times but always thought "Theres no way that that happened"

My brother was talking about it a couple years ago and went "Yea and that toilet that was overfilled with shit in the Kingdome in like 1994"

He saw it too, but there wasnt a bag wrapped around it when he saw it.
 
I have this memory of walking by a house, looking in the window, and seeing a man raise a gun and point it at a female. It stuck with me for years and years. It was a powerful memory.

I've walked past the same spot now as an adult only to find there's no house there. It doesn't exist. I can picture it clear in my mind but the reality is there's no house.
 
No, even better: I checked to see and confirmed that a memory I had was actually true. When I was a kid, my dad and I watched the awesome martial arts movie Bloodmoon on HBO, and the night we watched it there was a huge full moon in the sky that looked like a bloodmoon as it was coming up after sunset and then was huge and bright all night. It was so eerie and the combination of the cool movie about a serial killer martial artist taking out the best fighters on nights when there's a bloodmoon in the sky and looking out the window and seeing a giant full moon in the sky was burned into my brain. More than 20 years later, I started searching the Internet and I confirmed (1) that Bloodmoon had its TV premiere on June 20, 1997 (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118745/releaseinfo/?ref_=tt_ov_rdat) and (2) that on June 20, 1997 there was in fact a full moon with 100% brightness in the night sky (https://www.moongiant.com/phase/6/20/1997).

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RIP Darren Shahlavi. A martial artist serial killer FTW.
 
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