Every time I am ready to throw in the towel and tell my cousin that sorry, you're not cut out for this, she'll have an eureka moment and figure something out on her own. And I'm like "fuck it... let's keep going".
The problem isn't that she doesn't know how to program. The problem isn't even that she has barely any computer literacy.
The problem that she has never done any problem solving at all. Like, the concept of being faced with a [problem] and having to figure out a solution by all means accessible is not familiar to her. I'm having to teach her the general methodology of solving problems, and the programming thing is just a surface detail.
Thanks to school curriculum and helicopter parents.>>78749
I've heard that traumatic childhood can fuck with your episodic memory, and I guess I am proof.
I am quite good at memorizing "information", but very terrible at memorizing "data".
Like, I can't recall what I did yesterday. I don't really remember much of my life.
But in my case, it's not an inability to record memories, but a hampered ability to access them.
Sometimes I'll get in "one of those moods", and suddenly remember in vivid detail something from my childhood, or from a few years ago, which will make me melancholic, nostalgic and depressed.
Normal days, though, I lead a timeless existence where only contextless, time-independent information is accessible.