when I was young, started at three I was given many drugs. I remember one flashback that lasted eight hours, I was in a twilight type sleep, but seeing the whole thing. I saw people walking by me, everything was hazy due to heroine, every once in a while someone would come to give me more, and I gladly gave my arm like a ragdoll.
It was better being in that state of mind while others were screaming and I'm sure being killed, then sitting up and witnessing it.
One of the guys worked in a drug store, so I was pumped with many drugs, it was back in the sixties and an old timer owned the store. He had a door that led outside right where the medicines were, and he left it open all the time. Anyone could walk in and take what they wanted, and did.
But the guy who worked there knew more, since he was learning what the drugs were used for and what they did to the mind and body, ergo, I was an medical experiment alot of the time.
oh well, pass the potatoes please