As some of us re-write history with one conversation, others will continually re-write history as it becomes a way of life.
If you were to ask me what I did yesterday, I’d struggle to remember. My short-term memory is poor, but my long-term memory is excellent. I always remember conversations as if they took place yesterday, even though some of those conversations will have taken place years ago.
As we go about our daily lives recounting conversations, our interpretation of the facts may turn out differently. Some of us will recount very different stories along the way, partly because we choose to deny and obliterate our own understanding of the story and partly because we’re creating a different ending to the way we saw it.
Somewhere along the way, we will have managed to convince ourselves that our new recollection of our conversation is fact, even though the other person we’ve had the conversation with, clearly has a different recollection. It’s annoying of course if you’re constantly on the receiving end of a conversation with a different ending and you were part of the original conversation.
The irony though, is that we don’t always have to re-write history through history books to recall a one-sided account; we can do it in our own back yard and some of us often do.