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Both would be horrifying to me; if I am unable to remember old memories, how could I go on and make new ones? Memories, however embarrassing, however bad they are, should be cherished. To lose them, it's like losing a part of your soul; you are never quite as whole as you once were.
I'd rather never be able to make new ones; at least I have the ability to remember my past. Imagine all the things that I could lose if I lost my old memories. Everything that I loved, everything that made me me, would be gone. My own family would be erased from my mind. How could I cope with that?
No; I would like to remember who I was, not mould myself into a completely new person without realising it. Memories are priceless. I'd never give them up.