When I was 8, I remember being bored and curious and touching a lot of parents stuff… phones… wallets… legal documents…
Most parents don’t put their stuff in safes…
Like… THE WALLET IS RIGHT THERE… I COULD JUST GRAB IT!
If they had age verification stuff back then… I could’ve just… quickly snap a pic of their ID and just YOLO it…
Don’t worry. They would never use the brain implants to inspect your other thoughts and memories. They are only there to protect the children.
“Mom, why did hit me?” cries
“What, no honey I didn’t hit you.” presses button on smartphone app
“You fell, remember?”
“Oh yea, I fell. I love you mom.”
Honestly I wonder if there is hidden trauma that I forgot because my mom had some brainwashing sci fi tech that deleted my memories…
The sci fi tech is built into your brain. My wife doesn’t remember anything from the 3 years or so that she was being abused.
I’m more worried about losing the memories I have right now this moment.
Like… what if future me decides to go no contact…
Then mom find a sketchy mad scientist to kidnap me then brainwash me
Then me, not having the memories of all those abusive moments, I’d go back and wanna talk to her again?
I don’t even know if I am really who I am anymore…
Are those memories of us spending time together even real? Is the memories of cuddling ever real? Was love ever real?
Why do I have this craving for her affection? Even while I’m so anxious and afraid of her?
What the fuck is happening in my brain?
Aaaaaahhhh