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Missing childhood memories

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#1 ·
Me as a kid: I remember spending a lot of time alone watching tv. I remember trying to learn spanish from Dora the Explora and writing from Batman. I remember trying to learn how to draw numbers from watching my mum doing her work. I remember the nice stuff.

Apparently I blocked out a number of things from my childhood. I don't remember biting people. I don't remember stealing from shops. I don't remember being caught by a securtiy guard. I don't remember stealing the neighbour's cat, Mittens. I don't remember running down the stree whenever there was nothing holding me down. I don't remember any of it.

Is it just me or do other INTJs hear stories about them as a kid and go "problem child much..."?
 
#2 ·
I can't remember much either....I remember learning to read and write off Sesame Street and reading a lot. I can remember falling asleep in a suitcase in the hall once because it was cosy and peaceful (I can't remember mother going crazy, looking for me through the streets). I can't remember being difficult either but apparently I did go MIA a lot. I do remember biting an irritating girl from up the road on her thumb. I can't remember her being friendly towards me again. People tell me about things that I did and I draw a complete blank. Apparently I was quite charming....cannot remember that.:mellow:
 
#3 ·
I don't remember a lot of my childhood, but I'm blocking it out. And I hear crazy stories, but my mother is constantly lying about what happened last month, so I'm pretty sure that's what's happening. They have lots of stories about me getting lost (wonder why?) and Dad explained to me when I was ten that all the worst moments in his life were my fault. But they also called the police when I came home from school late (read 6, in time for dinner) because I stopped off at the library. So I think the problem child thing was, in my case, imaginary. I wasn't a fucking fairy princess, but I never did anything but read and avoid people. And I paid far more attention to the worlds in my books than my own, so I remember them better.
 
#4 ·
I can't remember most of my childhood either.
Apparently I was pretty blunt and rude. Also, I tried to eat everything I could - ashtrays, decking chairs, necklaces, people....:confused:

I can remember that I pulled a candle holder over in church though....apparently I wasn't a fan of religion from the start. :mellow:
Oh and my first word was 'Balloons'.
I may or may not have been a problem child...:unsure:
 
#7 ·
People look at me very strange when I tell them I can't really remember much of anything from childhood. I have a few flashes of memories of things more insignificant than significant, but for the most part, it's a blur. I have a friend who remembers a lot about their childhood, and asks a lot of questions, and when they tell me stories, it often times conjures up random memories I had never thought about before. The more you talk about random things, it seems the more you can recall about them.

I think remembering those things has a lot to do with how often you tell the stories. For me, I think my INTJ mind probably isn't too focused on those past events as much as on other things going on.
 
#8 ·
this is kindof weird because my mother loves to rant and rave about how horrible i was i was when i was in middle school and how difficult it was to deal with me but i remember it completely differently than her , its like we're talking about 2 different people

i think it pretty much just boils down to the disparity in perception from the outside looking in and vice-versa

ive come to learn that mis-understanding is large part of an intj's life :dry:
 
#11 ·
I remember riding the giraffs in Africa. I've never been outside of Australia. My memories have been so blocked out that I have fond memories of all the dreams I ever had. All the nightmares too. I remember dreams from when I was two or three but I don't remember the majority of my life.
 
#12 ·
Sitting at the corner watching other kids playing and imagining all sort of possibilities. If it's amusing, laugh a little.
My kindergarten teachers said I'm a potential serial killer.
Apart from that, I had no friends when I was in kindergarten until primary 3(9 yrs old, when I befriended an ENFP whom became my best friend till we graduated from primary school)

Currently, all of my close friends are either INTJs, INTPs or ENTJs.
btw, do we become slightly extroverted as we grow?
 
#16 ·
My childhood memories are quite sporadic, i can remember parts of events and little tidbits in between. But i've been told i was almost always a perfectly good little boy. I always found it amusing when my parents told me how i would never fuss but sit and eat my dinner quietly while my brother and sister would be bawling their eyes out or causing other mischief.
 
#17 ·
Hmm according to my mom, I was a little adult, very observant and of course shy/quiet. I remember having to go to church with my dad and I NEVER wanted to be with the kids my age, I always wanted to be with the adults, to this day, I still have a disconnect with people my age (or any person really), I can't really relate to them, it's rare. It's like that whole "old soul" thing, I usually find myself talking and connecting with 40-50 year olds and wishing I was older or they were younger because for some odd reason they seem to get me.

I remember questioning the existent of God at a young age and the answers I got were not logical enough for me or never made any damn sense.

I get called weird by my brother all the time, since childhood it seems, he's some sort of ESXX, but we get along quite well, except for those rare occasions.

I remember in high school, telling someone I had multiple personalities hahaha, it didn't come out right at all, the person just looked at me like I was nuts, I meant it more like I have different "masks." I sometimes say odd/weird shit and then get looked at all of sudden, I learned to tone that down and not really say anything unless I was comfortable around someone. That goes with smart ass and sarcastic comments I use to make as well, only in similar company do I "let go," otherwise I keep it reserved. Those types of things draw attention to you, something I learned quickly and tried to avoid.

I remember being pretty direct with my words if I found something offensive, for example, I don't know I must of been like 7 and we were in San Francisco and it was my first time seeing a prostitute and I just yelled out of the car window, "THAT'S A HO!" I think I was so curious/shocked I just blurted it out or something. Another example, my family is "mixed" so we were in Los Angeles, on La Cienega Blvd, my mom had a hard time pronouncing the street name and it kept resembling something like "La see a *****" and I somehow got offended by that too and said, "YOU CRACKLE!" Hahaha. Another time, I remember the neighbors dog was urinating on our bushes, somehow again I took offense to that, ran into the house and told my parents, "CJ (the dog's name) is pissing on the bushes!" (Exact words). Another time, some neighborhood girl wanted to invite me to play, so I walk over to her house, which is a few houses down, realize that she has this elaborate tea party set-up and after "playing," I again was offended at the tea-party ordeal, went home and told my mom basically how lame that whole experience was, I did not do tea parties or what was considered "girly" shit as a little kid, I played with the boys.

I still shock my mom with my directness, she just goes "insert my name here!" then kind of laughs because it's funny, but at the same time it's a bit vulgar and unexpected to her still.

I use to hate that whole barbie/doll role-play thing too, one time I stuck one of the neighbor's barbie dolls in her fridge, but I think it was intentional and she knew about it, I can't really remember why I did that.

Oh man, there's so much stuff lol.
 
#18 ·
Some of the strange things that people tell me I had done as a child, but which I have no memory of are:

I was 2 years old, and on the first day of pre-school I leaped from atop a jungle gym to tackle a 5 year old boy, and I made him cry... and bleed..
I was 4 years old, and at a dinner party I tried to "steal" my older brother's girlfriend, telling her that he was boring, and that she should hang-out with me because I was much more interesting.
I was horribly afraid of old ladies.
I once played the part of camel number 2 in a nativity play.
I used to try to run around the house naked.
I liked to smash pumpkins.. and TVs...
I vehemently hated the dog from duck hunt.

^Some of these have been confirmed with actually video footage rather than witness testimony.

The only things I remember are: playing with dolls, drawing on the walls, hitting my sister with a plastic sword, and being disappointed that I had to be the pink ranger (I wanted to be the green one:laughing:)
 
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