There are times when you really have no idea how you have behaved in any given situation until you are knee-deep in hindsight.
There are things that are easily repressed and there are things that fight their way right to the back of your eyelids.
Sometimes, it is your conscience that takes those memories by the throat and pushes them to the front of the line because they are not going to let you forget that easily.
Other times, it is the sheer pain of the experience that refuses you to push those memories aside.