I’ve witnessed it first hand: Someone goes through an experience in life – and whether they enjoyed it or it was a miserable ordeal for them, they chose to remember it differently than what actually happened.
Why is this so fascinating to me? I think it’s because it’s human nature’s way to protect ourselves from our poor decisions. From our past that we would otherwise have a difficult time accepting. It’s essentially a lie we tell ourselves to make ourselves feel better.
I know this because there are family members that have done this repeatedly. I’m sure I do it too.
Why are we unable to accept ourselves faults and all? Are we afraid of how we will be portrayed. Or maybe we would have to look in the mirror and accept that person for who they are that’s staring back at us.