I have my own example of this. Something I remember with clarity, but didn't happen. Not as horrific as sexual abuse, but close enough to convince me how fallib

I have my own example of this. Something I remember with clarity, but didn't happen. Not as horrific as sexual abuse, but close enough to convince me how fallible our memories are. A few years ago a friend an I were having dinner at a restaurant. The waiter came by to serve water, and as he was filling our glasses, he would raise the pitcher up very high above the glass while saying to himself, "Easy, Franciso... Eeeasy!" It was funny. Except that's not what happened at all. What really happened was that we were there at dinner when my friend told me the story of some other time he had a waiter that did just that. He must have described it to me in sufficient detail for me to form the mental image and merge it with our dinner that night. A couple years later, I start telling this story as if I had been there, to a group of people that included my friend from that night. That's when I learned that it was a false memory. It was disorienting to say the least. As soon as this was pointed out to me, I did remember the real conversation and him telling me.