My memory and focus vacated the premise long ago. Sometimes I sit back and try to think about the whys of my past, how did I get to where I am now the way I am, and I literally do not remember most of my life, childhood or adulthood. Sitting here I managed to remember the last names of three of my teachers. I must confess, I haven't really done much that is worth remembering. I created a 4 wall prison in which I am the tyrannical jailor and the maddening inmate.
One of the traps some of us fall into is that we spend so much time playing the broken record of our misery, that we do not focus on the here and the now. Focus is what lets short term memory find its way into long term. Divided attention, the ability to instantly look up any fact on google in the blink of an eye and having all our devices remind us when its time to do our daily tasks or wish someone a happy birthday, all go into letting our minds weaken. Our bad habits start to create the very things that perpetuate our misery, our regrets and turn our desire to not exist.
Now, I know this isn't the case for all here, but I imagine this pertains to some here and in the world. This is also a bit overly simplifying the situation, but as usual, I like to present a side, a thought or a perspective on things.