To be honest, I don't think I would erase all of the memories, even if I could. The memories still have a bit of venom, but they help make up who I am. The abuse has helped form my personality, both for the good and bad. Yet, wihtout these memories, I would not be me. I am just now learning how to like me.
I do wish the abuse never happened, but wishing will never take it away. I am learning to accept all my past and prepare for my future. I think that embracing the past, the pain and the joy, is the only way to become whole.
So, in a nutshell, I would not erase the memories from my mind. They inspire me to push myself, and they will help me to find my place in the world. I hope this makes sense, as I am sleep deprived and am getting ready to call it a night. Peace be with you, my brother.
Casey