I Remember Everything

A journal entry at fourteen, on first love, social exile, and learning that memory can hurt more than forgetting.

Author’s Note

The following journal entry is reproduced as it was written, with only names and minor clarifying details modified.

This was not written for an audience. It was written in real time, from inside the experience, without hindsight or resolution. What you are reading is not reflection or analysis. It is a record of a mind trying to locate itsel…