What's that noise? Oh its the voices in my head...nevermind

I grew up in rural Georgia, so one way to get your grand kids to behave was to threaten to send them to “Milledgeville”. Milledgeville, GA was the home to the state mental hospital. So most of my childhood, I was worried about being crazy, even though I had no concept to what that meant. 23 months of combat and having watched people die has given me “Mental Scars”. I think that mental scars are much different than physical scars as they aren’t always visible and sometimes it seems they have disappeared. Then a smell or sound triggers a flood of emotions. The mind seems to be a mystery to people much more educated than I. Trying figure out how the mind works is more important than an infinite energy source, I am sure if we mastered mental fitness, then lots of mysteries would be cleared up. As for me, I do well. I forgive easy and I am ever mindfully of my intolerance for ignorance. I play mental “Judo”. It is basically running a series of events in my mind. For example, If I am in a store, I play what would happen if games. What would happen if that person started choking?, What would happen if the roof caved in? It’s just a way of keeping the mind sharp and prepared. I have read articles saying those people who engage in mental activities daily are far less likely to have “Alzheimer’s disease”.