I'm in my late thirties, and my childhood memories are extremely vivid: I remember many things very clearly indeed from age four onwards, such as places I went, things I did, conversations I had, clothes I wore. From talking about this to others, it seems this is somewhat unusual: I'm always quoting things which have long been forgotten by the rest of the family, and at a twenty-year school reunion, I remembered loads of things that nobody else did. It's not totally foolproof though - sometimes I'm surprised if I was mistaken about something.
Although it's fun to be able to do this, nice to look back on childhood memories in my head, and some people envy it, I actually think it's a very mixed blessing. I think it is at the expense of remembering what I did more recently (I couldn't say what I was doing last week without checking my diary), I have terrible short-term memory. I also remember the bad as well as the good: I could recall individual childhood tellings-off if I wanted, and the feelings that went with them.
It also means I spend a lot of time dwelling on the past, rather than the present and the future, and as a result, I find it very difficult to plan for the future, as if I can't believe it will actually happen. I often revisit childhood places, feel surprised at how small they look now, or how much they may have changed. I've learned to expect this now, but in my early twenties I might have been terribly disappointed to find my childhood playground had been redesigned.
Is anyone else like this, and do you worry about it?