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I've got moderate prosopamnesia (can recognize faces, but can't remember them)

By this, do you mean that you recognize faces when you see them, but when apart, can't conjure the image in your mind?

I do fine with recognizing (familiar/frequent enough) faces, but can't picture people from memory almost at all. I've been with my boyfriend for over five years, but if I ever had to guide a sketch artist to draw him, I'd struggle to do better than broad features like hair/eye color, facial hair, distinctive cheek mole.

People in my dreams also don't have faces, presumably because of this, because I just can't remember/imagine them well.

Was this ever scary when your kids were younger? I can imagine worrying about them getting separated in public and struggling so much more to find them.

I wholeheartedly agree, as well.

I have several autoimmune disorders that result in severe chronic pain, shorten my life expectancy, and make it likely that I will be functionally blind (I am already legally blind in one eye) and dependant on a wheelchair eventually.

The only way I cope with it all is humor, and I have absolutely no problem with others doing the same. I'd so much rather they joke about it with me than be awkward and uncomfortable or sad anytime it comes up.

I don't dream faces! Or if I do they're pretty much random. I'll dream about my friends and family (or that one mean teacher from middle school), and I'll know it's them, but they'll effectively just be torsos with any face or no face.

This is how I am, too. If someone I know is in my dream, I know it's them, but not because I recognize their face, I just know. And they have other features that I can recognize, like body type, voice, personality. But not faces.

Anytime I tell someone that people don't have faces in my dreams, they always think it sounds terrifying — and I can see how it'd seem that way, but it's really not. It's not like a sense of them missing a face where there should be one; it's more like not having faces is just a normal thing.

I imagine being the victim of any crime, especially anything serious, would be particularly upsetting with this disorder, as you'd be unable to give much of a description or help identify the perpetrator.