I'm writing a scene where my main character can't remember what happened to her the previous night. I wish it wasn't based on personal experience, but of course it is.
There is a certain weird serendipity to memory loss, even such as it is, a snippet of time that ultimately doesn't matter. Sometimes it's better to let amnesia do the heavy lifting of forgetfulness. Sometimes it's good to let that healing begin in oblivion.
Or maybe I'm just full of shit.