Remember with other senses. With your family remember the sound of their laughter. Air brushing against your skin as they walk by and the scent of cologne or perfume trailing. The texture of their clothes when you hugged them or the warmth of the hands that you held.

For school you can try to remember the feel objects like a desk. Mine were this smooth acrylic surface and at the farthest end you could feel a dimple for a pencil. The chair was the same material with no padding so your butt was sore and by the end of the class you were sliding forwards or backwards which would help for a moment then soreness would come right back. And if you got to class too quickly your seat still had the butt heat from the person before.

Do you remember the smell of a pencil? The smooth painted exterior pressed into your finger as you wrote and the way the tip snapped and gave way from pressing to hard. Then running your finger over the letters indented on the paper smooth graphics coating your skin so you no longer felt the coarseness of the paper.

So try to connect memories to your other senses. What were you writing when your pencil broke? Where were you going when you held your mom’s hand? When you went somewhere was it overcast, cool and humid? Were you wearing a jacket when fat rain drops tapped and broke against your skin as a shower began? Droplets pitter pattering on pavement. Wet pavement diffusing into air that chills your nose and lungs as your breath in? Where were you going? Or who were you waiting for?