I think someone else is living my life, written by Gina S. F. F. S. I really don't know

where else I can try to explain this. I feel like I'm going crazy or maybe I'm losing

my mind or memory. And no, dementia doesn't run in my family because what other explanation

is there? I'm a 32 year old female and I've been having multiple instances where people

tell me they talk to me when I can't remember that ever happening. At first my husband

and I thought I was just forgetting things. You know, little things because it started

with one of the other moms in the neighborhood, asking me why I didn't bring any cups and

napkins for the muffly get together in our neighborhood. I told her I didn't know I was

supposed to bring cups, just that my husband was told to bring sodas and that's what we did.

We said that we had seen each other at the grocery store and she mentioned it to me. But

I honestly didn't remember that conversation at all. My husband and I sheepishly apologized

and we figured I just didn't listen well enough and it was my own fault. Not a big deal.

You know, people forget things. And then at work, which I'm a teacher at our town's

only middle school. One of my students asked me why weren't there any pizzas when the

class arrives for the fourth period. I thought he was just being silly so I said because lunch

isn't until six period but the whole class was starting to get antsy when I just continued

with the lesson. I finally asked why no one was paying attention and another student of

mine said that they were waiting for the pizza. I asked, what pizza? Because this was the

first time I was hearing about it. But the class told me that on Monday, I had promised

a pizza party for them on Friday if they all turned in their notebooks, which they did.

Now this is what really confused me because that Monday, that Monday, I had missed fourth

and fifth period due to a mess in the teacher's lounge. You know, coffee was spilled and I had

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