why do I feel nostalgia for past that was objectively shitty?
just today I was fondly remembering the summer of 2015 and wishing I could relive it again but when think about it more I was just as miserable then as I am now... maybe even more
it's like I tend to remember only the good things. I will probably look back at this very moment with fondness in a couple of years
do you guys know this feel?
>>38729136
I think most of humanity knows this feel. It's a known psychological phenomenon where people (especially old people) tend look back on the past with fondness, conveniently forgetting all the shitty times. I forget the name of it though.
Because in hindsight the uncertainty factor is gone. Looking back I know that even though I was in a similar place that was as bad as it was gonna get. There was no fear of some random event happening.
My past offers me stability. It makes sense and I know what's going on back there.
Up here every day is exactly the same, but it might not be. Things might get worse, they frequently do. In fact that's the trend in my life, things get worse over time.
So even if it was shitty back then it wasn't as shitty.
I have pre internet nostalgia.
Even normies seem to be impacted in regards to socialising due to extensive internet usage.
I want to go back to a time where it was simple and people knew how to talk to each other.
I guess I have to move to a country town or something to experience that again.
>>38729136
>it's like I tend to remember only the good things
That's exactly how memory works, yes.
>>38729136
I have nostalgia of the summer of 2016, when I was still a cyborg. And nostalgia of the summer of 2015, when I went on a trip. So that make sense. But then I have nostalgia for 2012, a truly shitty year when I was bullied in school, seeing a therapy group, and wanted to kill myself. But all I remember is staying up all night on December 21st to see if the world would end and how I still had fun staying home alone on holidays, playing Half Life, watching TV on my own and looking up porn pictures.
So I understand this feel. Now I feel truly shitty but I also feel guilty because I know that somehow I may be nostalgic for this moment one day. As the other anon said, I guess it's just because there's more certainty to it.