Not bad or traumatic memories, though, thank goodness. Mostly it was just some old stuff from middle school, and good times as well -- the friends I made, some of the stuff I did. I don't have many dreams that could suggest forgotten/repressed memories, and I admit I'm kind of afraid of what might come. But I'm at least working through part of the real-vs.-not-real process, which is a relief. I admit that my OCD/anxiety may be playing tricks on me and suggesting "what if that happened, what if this happened", so knowing a part of what really happened is a relief.

So there is that.