I'm either blessed or cursed but my broken brain still functions like a super computer and I'm not saying that to brag. Most memories are intact, good and bad, and whatever I read, watch or listen becomes part of my neurological hard drive. I enjoy sparring with psychiatrists, throwing out facts, figures, names of researchers I've read or communicated with. I want help but I won't let anyone fk with me. I do the same to my BPD wife and she'll swear I'm wrong or making it up. Proof that alcohol does kill brain cells.