my great-grandmother had Alzheimer's and dementia. I was one of 13 great grandkids, and one of the only to still visit her in the nursing home. She would always call me Vicky, even though my name's Mellissa and she never knew a Vicky in her life. My grandmother would take care of her everyday, and she never knew who we were, right until she passed. This episode... i'm so glad this episode was made. Kids might have relatives who are just like the ice king, losing themselves and are confused and scared. This episode resonated with me, and your artwork with it... ever since I gave the show a chance and fell in love with it while being somewhat scared by it (haha!) I've always loved the Ice King and Marceline. Everytime someone told me, "The Ice King's a big creep/weird/sleezy/perverted/etc... I've told them you know what? Sometimes we have a bit of that inside us too that we don't let out. Also, i feel he's just socially aukward and misunderstood." "This magic's keeping me alive, but it's making me crazy. And I need to save you, but who's gonna save me? Please, forgive me for whatever I do... when I don't remember you." I cry so much, everytime.
It's like having a grandfather or uncle with Alzheimer's. When someone you've known all your life doesn't remember you, it hurts.
Hasn't happened to me yet, thank god. The closest I got was when my great aunt couldn't remember whose son I was. She knew I was me, but she just couldn't connect me to the right set of parents half the time, toward the end.
I felt the same way about that particular episode too... It's by far my favorite but at the same time horribly painful to watch since my grandfather has completely forgotten me and my mother. Sometimes he calls me Betty, his long deceased wife.