Post by gottmittens on Jun 20, 2016 17:57:31 GMT -5
Hi Everyone
I thought I'd introduce myself at last instead of lurking on this forum.
I am 28 years old, female and British.
My past life memories began to surface around the time when I was 3 years old. I would dream about vast forests, castles and little villages that I knew wern't from Disney but real life places that were far away from my home but yet seemed familiar. I would identify these places as being in Germany.
I saw my first WW2 film (my first ever knowledge of WW2) around 5/6 and the empanthy I felt for the Wehrmacht soldiers was so strong. My parents answered my questions about who was fighting who and they left me in shock. Although they had explained it was the British (and our allies of course) who had won the war, my mind was still on the dead German soldiers. Suddenly these overwhelming feelings of pain and sadnesses came over me and in my head I saw what it had been like to lose the war. I saw civilians as refugees, starving and mis-treated. I could place myself as a witness to this where as I couldn't place myself as a victor.
From then on I would read every book in our house on WW2, reading in detail the parts on the German armed forces. The uniforms and the medals had a strange familiarity about them.
I believe I used to care about someone who wore a Wehrmacht uniform. I am hoping I'm not too old to discover more about my past life.
I thought I'd introduce myself at last instead of lurking on this forum.
I am 28 years old, female and British.
My past life memories began to surface around the time when I was 3 years old. I would dream about vast forests, castles and little villages that I knew wern't from Disney but real life places that were far away from my home but yet seemed familiar. I would identify these places as being in Germany.
I saw my first WW2 film (my first ever knowledge of WW2) around 5/6 and the empanthy I felt for the Wehrmacht soldiers was so strong. My parents answered my questions about who was fighting who and they left me in shock. Although they had explained it was the British (and our allies of course) who had won the war, my mind was still on the dead German soldiers. Suddenly these overwhelming feelings of pain and sadnesses came over me and in my head I saw what it had been like to lose the war. I saw civilians as refugees, starving and mis-treated. I could place myself as a witness to this where as I couldn't place myself as a victor.
From then on I would read every book in our house on WW2, reading in detail the parts on the German armed forces. The uniforms and the medals had a strange familiarity about them.
I believe I used to care about someone who wore a Wehrmacht uniform. I am hoping I'm not too old to discover more about my past life.