Repressed childhood horrors

This one just came back to me in blinding technicolour: having to sing in ‘Yanamamo: the Musical’.

Yeah, well I’ve seen ‘Cannibal Holocaust’ and know the TRUTH. And I met Sting. :aiyo:

Mummy, why didn’t you love me?

When did therapy become fun? :slight_smile:

Getting dragged to musicals with my parents and sisters.

I repress the whole thing just to be safe.

I’m sure if I had any repressed memories, I would know. That’s the kind of shit you just don’t forget!

I do not recall, your Honour.