slow fade

sometimes i feel like i'm forgetting bits and pieces of my past, the events and emotions that brought me to who i am today.

is the past really that important? or is it sufficient for me to be an entity of the present, knowing what shaped me is now gone, but at the same time remains in me even though i might not remember?

i once read that each time we recall something that happened in the past, we remember it slightly differently and this new memory will replace the old one. so i guess we're all made up of false memories, and in that vein, forgetting these bits of my past shouldn't really matter.