Let Your Memory Lead You

 I recently reconnected with a friend that knew me before I was disabled. She was telling my mother and me about something I said and did that was really funny. I had no memory of this. Explain to me how I can clearly recall something that happened 30 years ago but I can’t remember the time before my surgery. I think that I had to be showing signs and symptoms of being sick but nobody said anything. The stereotype of a brown female insured that nobody said anything. My brain tumor was getting bigger and nobody said anything. It’s not like I wasn’t around loads of people. It’s not like I didn’t interact with them constantly. It’s not like family said anything. How did the people who are supposed to know me best not notice? Why didn’t anyone say anything? Not my family. Not my friends. Not my roommates. Not my staff. Not my work colleagues. Not my boyfriend. How is it possible that nobody noticed? Could anything be different than it is now? Putting the blame or responsibility on me is a cop out. Just remember that it takes two to tango. Who cares about what might have been? It’s still significant.