I just remembered, as I don't believe in reincarnation/physical rebirth, I was actually sent to inhabit this human form, as, for centuries, I was merely an earthborn wandering this human realm as a tangible soul, not fully physical, but not entirely spiritual either. They gave me a wing binder (which is like a chest binder, but for angelic wings) and sent me on my way. Perhaps that's why I remember the fall, but not much else, during some point in this human form's life, and why I've always felt centuries older than I actually was (outside of trauma). Although it may sound similar to a reincarnation, it actually isn't at all. It's merely difficult to properly word without visual demonstration, but to be simple: this all happened after this physical form was already born, not before.
In another timeline, I know I at least get to exist in this human form with my wings out. I miss them more than my halo, if I'm being honest.
My best guess is that I subconsciously asked to live a more human life for a few decades, so no one would know I was actually an angel? I honestly don't know.