Okay, title says it. The elephant is me. I’m extremely depressed. But the reason is so unusual. Here it is: I have a photographic memory. Like the memory of an elephant. I remember almost everything that happened in my life since i was 6-7 years old. You can say, hey, this is so cool. In some sense, yes, it helped me getting straight A’s, finishing the university with a very good standing, and getting a fair enough job. People always compliment on my memory and this is good for the soul.
But the drawback is that i remember some specific heart breaking events like getting […]