Sometimes our memories get lost among the shattered bits of our Self when trauma becomes our new birth into a dead state. One way to recover it is to improvise with words (in poetry) or visual symbols (by means of drawing/painting etc.), to express what it is that is felt inside without thinking, as spontaneously as possible. The product of such spontaneous expression may evoke explicit memories that were previously suppressed. This is difficult to do independently and one will be likely to start feeling extremely flooded. On the other hand, without our memory we can't reconstruct ourselves anew. It will continue to haunt us outside our rational understanding.