Mengestu, Dinaw (2010-10-14). How to Read the Air (Kindle Locations 2228-2231)
A common complaint of hers during the early months of our relationship was how little I revealed about my life before her.
“What were you like in high school?” she had asked me. “Cool. Smart, stupid. Friends, no friends.”
“I’m not sure.”
“Which means what?”
“Which means I can hardly remember. That whole time seems like one big gray fog in the back of my mind so I never think about it.”
To the extent that was true, Angela assented, prying only occasionally for extra details while at the same time happy to hold on to whatever I revealed. There were plenty of memories from that time, but I found it difficult to trust if they were real or not.