I wonder if I got amnesia if I would still be kind? If I would still be conscious and considerate? If the things I have worked so hard to teach myself to be would still be there, or if I would forget them like so many other lessons.
I hope that if I ever forget who I am that I don't forget who I'm trying to be.
I have spent years of my life working to be a better person. To be aware of my flaws. To apologize even if it's embarrassing. I was not raised in an environment that was necessarily patient or nice. I try to be positive in my daily life but it's certainly an effort. But it's an effort worth making!
I don't want to ever go back to who I was. I hope I never do. I think that would be very distressing even if I didn't remember.