"No, not really. I don't remember everything, but... I remember enough."

She gives the whole thing an almost delicate shrug of her shoulders.

"I spent a long time wishing I could remember anything about my past and when I finally did, nothing good came of it."

And that's not pessimism. It's the truth, but she doesn't necessarily expect him to realize that.

She doesn't know how he always gets her to tell him things.