My experience with writing memoirs has changed since taking this class. When I used to free write on my own, I would either do fiction or find a study that interested me enough to read it. I never liked writing about myself, especially in retrospect. Maybe it’s because I’m embarrassed about certain things of the past, or the present, or maybe I just don’t like myself as much as other things. Sometimes I find that a study on nutrient and the effects it has on the mental state of a person is better use of my time than to think about my past memories. Though I dislike writing about myself so much, I enjoy read other people’s memoirs. I love to learn; about almost anything, really. But I feel like I know so much, maybe too much, about myself; I rather shift my attention to something else.