Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for April 14, 2015

No. I remember all my freshman year humiliations, especially my asking a lesbian to dance at homecoming. Apparently everyone knew but me.

Yeah…. I don’t think memory retention is a gender thing…

I feel like I remember everything… every hurt, humiliation, high point or crazy story…. including some things that happened to my sister, who remembers none of them.

My brother, in his 50’s, still told tales of losses and triumphs from his elementary school days…“romantic” or otherwise.

And we were military brats, which makes memory a complicated patchwork.

when i was 10 years old i asked a girl out. never did get a straight answer. she couldn’t stop laughing.

I only recall those type of moments about 3AM when I am trying to sleep, but my mind wants to relive again every embarrassing thing I have ever done.

Yes, we do.

and eighth and seventh and…

There is a lot of truth in the last panel.

Once we finish grieving, we have to forget as best as we can the bad times in order to face each day. Occasionally, out of nowhere comes a trigger to remind us of something unpleasant in our past.

This is what happened to Janis. The forgetting part starts all over again.

Know what? I refuse to go back to those events. If my mind starts to go there, I stop it and do something else. Life is too short to worry about the past. There’s an old saying- if you are living in the past or the future, you are pissing all over the present.

Remember, yes. Talk about, no.

Regrets, mistakes, wrong directions taken. The examined life means we care. Long after the actions are too late to correct. Psychologists would say it is a practice learned As a defensive action eons of time ago. So that we would learn from our mistakes. Knowing that is half the battle. Just a normal brain response to help us.

bawana, and that is why we sometimes worry about — you might be fixable. On the other hand, your attitude agrees with a great Secretary of State who demanded to know, "WHAT DOES IT MATTER? "

Aye. Me, too

High school is a special kind of hell, all by itself. Some things you can forget and other things will just never go away. Like standing behind a classmate who was informing her friends that “that stupid Parker girl is in my group”.

No — wmen just ADMIT that they still have this information in their hearts and brains. Men like to be secretive — thinking that withholding information is part of their power base.

Guys — you’re wrong…

I remember a few humiliations. I wish I didn’t remember!

That’s why they were the “Wonder Years” we wondered what the heck was happening….

Past events happen(ed). Memories still linger. At least we all share events not so positive, even if not in detail. Now, think of some of the good events!

Just remembered: When I was in kindergarten, a boy named David seemed to take a shine to me. He would come and sit on our front steps till we let him in, and then he and I would play. I didn’t see him during the summer, but when school started, I ran up to him eagerly. He stared through me, then wandered off. I wasn’t humiliated, but started learning about life.

For me, a lot of the events I remember didn’t embarrass me at the time. I didn’t have a clue. But now I’m appalled at many of them. How was I not a pariah?

Don’t let him fool you. Guys remember, too. And then they’ll treat all the women they ever date like crap for the rest of their days because of what one did to him years ago….

DoubtlessShe can certainly put the past behind herShe may be the future of our beloved country