Read in a 2009 psych book that kids remember being lost at 4 better than being found, and mine proves it
I was going through a box of old college books in my mom's garage in Dayton last month and found a margin note I wrote next to a study about childhood memories, something about how the feeling of being lost sticks harder than the relief of getting found. I got separated from her at a county fair when I was 4, and 30 odd years later I can still picture the exact spot by the ticket booth where I stood, but I have zero memory of her actually finding me. Does anyone else have an early memory that's all fear and no ending?
So basically your brain filed the trauma and tossed the rescue in the trash, real fair of it. Mine did the same thing at a Kmart when I was around 5, I remember staring at a rack of swimsuits and pure panic, but the part where my dad showed up is just gone. Maybe the fear memory is the one that kept us alive back in caveman days, so our brains never bothered saving the happy ending. Thanks a lot, evolution.