All of my memories are tied in to each other so much that it's not really possible for me to forget things. I might struggle to recall a particular memory on demand but if given the right trigger that same memory will jump to the forefront of my mind unbidden.
I tell people I have a photographic memory, but that all the pictures are randomly tossed in a shoebox where I can't just pull out what I'm looking for but it's all in there. When there is a trigger, suddenly memories pop out in fresh detail.
YES!! YESSSSS! Both of these pretty much exactly describe how my experience with memory works. It feels so vindicating to see other people describe the same experience when people look at me like I'm nuts when I've talked about it.
I've often said that I have very good memory, probably almost photographic, but I dont get to choose how memories are stored. It kinda seems like memories are categorized by context or theme. I've often been told (by people in mental health roles) that "I need to learn to let go of past experiences" or that I "spend all my time thinking about past events" they can't seem to understand that I'm not actively focusing on things that I find distressing. It's actually more that if I look at an object I will remember huge amounts of things that are associated with it.
Trying to explain to people that focusing on something I find comforting is not going to work for me as I will also, by necessity, recall things that are deeply distressing. I can't forget because it's like my memories are in a nested linked list of linked lists.
I try and explain that its not just unpleasant things I will remember, I remember completely mundane things just as readily. Its just that the mundane things aren't upsetting or distressing.
I don't have much control over what a random object or situation might cause me to remember. Someone might say "Do you like Kit-Kat biscuits" and immediately I'll think of how they used to have the word "Roundtree's" etched into the chocolate, people used to slide their fingernail across the foil wrapper to cut through it like in the advert, which had a scarecrow who would climb down from his mount to "have a break, have a kit-kat...", I cut my finger when I was 3 trying to replicate the fingernail thing, then I remember my abusive grandmother being in the room last time I remember seeing the advert on our old Fidelity woodgrain TV, which would often break down. When we were loaned a portable Fidelity TV with a remote control, I discovered our TV responded to the remote control and even had teletext...
Its like a cascade. But from everyone else's perspective I was asked " Do you want a Kit-Kat?" and I replied "Oh that reminds me, our old TV from 35 years ago was remote controlled and had teletext built in and we weren't aware..."
