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one thing that got on my tits about my dads death (heart attack) were a couple of his mates after his death telling us 'yeah we had suspect-' bitch why did you keep your mouth shut then?

Are you native or part native? How about your step dad? Seemed like an unlikely story until you said you grew up on a reservation, then it seemed plausible.

These things always can occur because some people have the genetics which impel them to act this way.

Nope sorry. You can't prevent life from happening unless you throw everyone in some kind of prison. So eventually we have to throw the people who want to prevent everything into jail.

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Sometimes it depends on the person or the event, or how often you reflected on those memories when you were younger. A lot of time it's actually a reconstruction of the brain, made of mostly true bits but not nearly as clear a memory as you'd like to believe.

For some people a large event happens that clearly defines two stages of your life, so you can clearly remember memories as being either before and after the event. If that event happened when you were say, 4 or 5, you'd be able to clearly remember what memories were from what age.

I have some very clear memories going back to at least 3ish, but I really don't know if I'm remembering the actual events, or my recollection of the events that I thought about as a kid, if that makes any sense.

Yes, they are from my vantage. A lot of my memories are of being alone while my siblings were at school, just hanging out playing with Legos, or doing this jigsaw puzzle I liked to do often, or walking around in the backyard, picking up pine cones and digging in the dirt and such. I remember hanging out with my grandmother, playing card games and dominoes... I remember my thoughts and feelings and exactly what the stool I sat on felt like, and the water ring on the corner of wooden table where I sat to play cards. I remember the smell of the closet at her house where we kept the pillows and blankets. Day-to-day stuff that's not big stories told to me by other people.

I remember the big stuff, too, though, like getting a bad injury when I was about 2 and needing stitches... I remember exactly what I was doing, even what I was thinking about right before it happened and it's all from my vantage point. I remember all the blood, and being packed up into the car, and seeing all of the blood in the car, and the doctor stitching me up. Another time when I was about 3 I fell down the stairs; I remember being on my back, looking up at the ceiling and feeling my head hit every stair all the way down... bop bop bop bop bop.

My very earliest memory is one of sitting in my mom's lap, and she was feeding me baby food. One was apple and one was banana, and she was going back and forth between the two while talking to another family member. I don't remember what she was saying because I don't think I could understand language very well yet. I just remember her voice and also thinking that I liked the apple better than the banana (though in my head I wasn't calling them "apple" and "banana", but I knew one tasted like applesauce and the other one like those curvy yellow things). I remember exactly what chair we were sitting in, in what room, and even the direction I was sitting in in her lap. Again, just a day-in-the-life memory that would not have been specifically told to me by anyone.

I dunno man, I just remember. Not blowing smoke. I don't claim to have a super great memory by any means, but I do remember my childhood well. Weirdly I remember my childhood better than I remember high school or college, and that's not because of drugs or alcohol or anything like that. Maybe it just imprinted on me more than my teens/early 20s.

I have several vivid memories from an age before I started school, so like 5 or younger. One was of me and my parents sitting in the living room teaching me how to read the book "See Spot Run." I still specifically remember the first time I actually started to read and my parents were ecstatic. I'm 30 years old now so the memories are quite distant but the visual imagery is pretty clear.