gimpled

Stop it.   Just stop it.  I’m talking about appropriation, manifested as your weird expressions of solidarity when you encounter someone with faceblindness.    There’s a name for this condition, which I was diagnosed with many years ago.   It’s prosopagnosia (from the Greek prosopon for face and agnosia for ignorance).   In my case, it’s a genetic, congenital condition, although it can also be acquired with damage to the brain.   It’s awful, and it’s getting worse. Last week, I enthusiastically kissed a public servant I met once and hugged a woman I really do not like.   I am routinely cold with friends until I work out who the hell they are and I fiercely detest the moment when I am expected to introduce one person to another person, because you can bet your bottom dollar I have no idea who one of them is.    People’s faces also serve as an important identifying feature in memory, so we faceblind people have diffic...