Three years ago, I was diagnosed with PTSD. One of the symptoms that I find troubling is memory issues. Today my wife asked me to go run an errand at her locker at a storage facility. It has a passcode to get in. In the past, whenever I have had to go, I’ll ask her for the passcode or look it up in our text history. Today I recalled the code from memory. It probably seems like not a big deal to most people but for me, it was like hitting the jackpot. Maybe I can recover totally.