Recently, I have been thinking about my childhood and young adulthood.  Apparently, I don't remember much of it, and what I do remember: it seems like I am watching a movie - like these memories aren't mine...like these things are happening to someone else.  It seems like I am just an observer and things don't feel real.  I recently called my sister and asked her about certain events from our life when we were growing up.  She confirmed that yes, they indeed happened.  But even knowing that, when I think about how things happened - it seems like a dream.  I have always prided myself on having a good memory, but this is a recent change for me  :-(

Is this normal?  Or does anyone else have this? I don't know if this is part of what I have going on or if this is just me?!?!?