What is your earliest memory?

First memory? My dad hitting me, twisting my arm behind my back, the pain and shock. I hadn't even done anything. There was a party, he jerked me up from the table and dragged me in the bedroom and threw me across the bed and whipped me (like, big man beating little child, really hard, with my arm wrenched up behind my back) Can still see the sunlight coming through those thin curtains on the other side of the bed. Awful to have your first memory in life be one of fear and pain. Other people upset, beating on the door, trying to intervene. Dating it from the house I was in---I wasn't quite three. I remember being out of my body from the pain---somewhere near the ceiling. Good times.

really sorry to hear that; that's an awful memory to have.
 
i don't know if this is real but i remembered the moment i came out of my mother, it felt very real!

i was covered in liquid, came out my mother's vagina, breath for the first time. my vision was blurry and i cried right away. that's all i remembered.
 
First memory? My dad hitting me, twisting my arm behind my back, the pain and shock. I hadn't even done anything. There was a party, he jerked me up from the table and dragged me in the bedroom and threw me across the bed and whipped me (like, big man beating little child, really hard, with my arm wrenched up behind my back) Can still see the sunlight coming through those thin curtains on the other side of the bed. Awful to have your first memory in life be one of fear and pain. Other people upset, beating on the door, trying to intervene. Dating it from the house I was in---I wasn't quite three. I remember being out of my body from the pain---somewhere near the ceiling. Good times.

I am so sorry.:( To be terrorized like that by one of the people that should have protected you is beyond reprehensible.

My first memory is totally visual. Yellow wallpaper, yellow and white gingham curtains, creamy white bars of my crib, pink blanket and snow outside the window. After that I remember my older sister. It's as if I didn't even have parents LOL because she was my whole world.
 
^that's nice :) thinking about it, i have many good memories from my childhood, don't know why i get so depressed and anxious over it sometimes.
 
This is for real. My earliest memory is of tiny fire imps dancing around the space heater in my room. I was 3 maybe ?! I was afraid of the moon at that time. I don't remember much of my childhood. No trauma or abuse though.
Does this mean I am going to Hell?
 
I think vaguely crawling around the carpet and my mom was crawling along with me playing peek-a-boo. I was late in developing walking skills, so I'm told. The most vivid memory was my big sister and me used to take baths together. Once my mother came in with the towels and when she bent forward, we both screamed so hard because she had this big-ass daddy longleg spider on top of her head. (it was the 60's when ladies had their hair done poofed up with gobs of hairspray) I don't remember how she got it out but all three of us were traumatized!

It's funny to think about it now, the things you remember from when you were small. Another real early memory was my cousins showing me the "proper" way to dip potato chips into the dip. "No, that's too much, do it like this!"

Plus my grandma's toothless chihuahua biting my hand and me crying. Hey those gums still packed a punch. :)
 
This is for real. My earliest memory is of tiny fire imps dancing around the space heater in my room. I was 3 maybe ?! I was afraid of the moon at that time. I don't remember much of my childhood. No trauma or abuse though.
Does this mean I am going to Hell?

It means hell hath already come to you!!!
 
My earliest memories are from when I was 3 or so playing with these vietnamese twins that i was friends with when I was young.
That and around the same time my sister slammed my finger in this heavy metal door almost cutting the tip off i had to have it sewn back on.
 
my earliest memory that is not triggered by photos or words from anyone else is picking cherry tomatos in a terraced garden next to my backyard. The neighbors were family friends so I wasn't stealing. I remember being so happy harvesting and balancing on the wooden beams. I amassed a large handful and was also stuffing some in my mouh.

I also remember my mom and I sitting in a room with yellow walls and carpets; we were listening to stories like "3 Little Pigs", "Snow White," etc... on a record player while following along with a book.
 
Being in the crib.

They say that children under 3 years old aren't supposed to have the ability to remember stuff, but I remember a lot from my initial years. I can recall some things in vivid detail that shocks my parents. But I have a photographic memory so that could be why.
 
I do as well and remember so many things from ages 2.5-3, anything before that can be triggered by what family members say to me or photos. B

It's all like videos in my head that i can rewatch. From a a young age i decided to keep rewatching the same videos that were important to me so that i would remember them today.
 
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