I live in a mixed reality. My time and mind are engaged with my purpose in my life—the rest of it. I spend a good part of my day, reading and writing. What I do, I feel is very hard to do, yet continue to do it with pleasure (if I can feel it). I do it because I want to do it. There are millions in the world are in the same predicament. I want them to know that you can live a normal life. My next book is about that. I am working.
My emotional part of the memory is gone. It is a different feeling. You exist in a vacuum. Like, I know somebody for fifteen years, all the memories are not erased, may be only part of it. The emotional feeling has been erased. I am still a part of the world, but, in reality, I feel I am gone to a different world. I am all alone. Even at home, I live alone in my mind.
I read about ‘brain science.’ The knowledge of memory functions is new. The authors are telling me that it is only last twenty years, the science of mind is revealing. We are in a new realization phase. We are living longer. New brain cells are possible. Neuron firing and new connections have been evidenced. You can live well at old age. Can be different.