Like Skeezyks, I am physically addicted to Klonopin after having taken it for about 30 years (I'm 60 years old). I am absolutely sure that Klonopin and other psych meds have caused memory impairment. Holding on to new information is practically impossible unless I write it down immediately.
So far, I remember old information. My childhood phone number was ###-####. My childhood zip code, I recall with no problem.
Unfortunately, I am also haunted by bad memories. The loss and grief memories. On repeat. The knowledge that only more loss and grief will come.
Yet, strange as it sounds, I don't want to die. I like meeting people (IRL or online) and giving relationship a chance.
I recall something Farrah Fawcett said when she was lying in her hospital bed, close to death. She said, "I will miss the rain."