I was walking home on my street at a fast clip when suddenly I veered into a driveway. I haven't done that in months! I told myself I can't be forgetting; I'm not forgetting my way home; that's just not me; I've been walking alone on this street for months. And that's true, without a problem. But the more I tried to convince myself I wasn't forgetting, the more mistakes I made, veering into the road, into driveways. I haven't done that in ages. I know my street! How come the more upset I got, the more I tried to convince myself I wasn't forgetting, the more I forgot? I was screaming and crying in my neighborhood and my mom dragged me in the house for my dad to yell at me. (I'm 16 btw). He's like you need to control your emotions; you don't have the luxury to throw tantrums like a 2-year-old. I knew that it probably happened because I was panicing, but I stubbornly refuse to accept that, thinking about the route, playing my footsteps over and over again, trying to figure out what went wrong, even though I know it's maladaptive. Just what happened? My mind is just screaming right now, what happened? Why did I forget? I don't forget! I know my street! The more I tried to convince myself I don't forget, the more I forgot. What happened?