That is what has been happening to me. Well, I am obviously not an elf, or immortal but...I am from 1832. I lived there, and died there and it is who I am, not the shell of the last several years. It doesn't feel like it IS me anymore. Computers, all of this. It is just...wrong. I do not mind living here but it is not where I am FROM or where I truly belong, you know?
It is so good to have met someone else who has something even remotely similar happening.