Forgetting - Part 16 [final chapter]

I'm not sure what I'm supposed to remember. My childhood? That's long gone. What do you want from me? My life story? That's not even possible anymore. I can only remember little things, unimportant things. I can remember wearing a red hat on the day of my brother's graduation, but nothing else. I can vividly see the shoes I wore to prom but can't remember who I went with. I can remember every word of a note I got from my best friend the day I got to college, but where I went and for what is a dizzy blur. I know I should know these things, but I just don't. What's wrong with me?