You are not alone; I am SO frustrated that I cannot remember my past. I finally received some old photos from my abusive adopted mother and boy, did it trigger a lot of stuff. I would NEVER have remembered things without seeing myself in those pix and the clothes I was wearing reminded me of things. I feel like I'm not tethered down most days, just kind of aimlessly floating. It's embarrassing to admit to others that I can't remember things, so I try to avoid situations where the subject of memory comes up. Or wait for (hopefully) someone else to answer if somebody asks, "What did we do last week?"... sigh...