When I was born I had already suffered greatly. I was confined in a very small space, with no windows or doors, and fed through a tube! I also had to count on that tube for my oxygen. There was no provision for TV, radio, internet, books/newspapers, nothing! The first three months weren't too bad, the confinement wasn't suffocating. But as my mind, and my body along with it, grew to greater awareness of my entombment I tried to break free. Without tools or anything to bend to my needs I resorted to trying to kick my way out. The gaoler finally started taking notice, but, unsurprisingly, none of my demands were met.
Then came the day I detected a chance to make a break for it. I never figured out what happened, but I suspect an earthquake caused a structural flaw in the floor of my cell. I went for it! As I exited the confining space I looked back and realized that, to my utter horror, that I had be confined in another human being! The shear insanity of that cause my mind to retreat into a corner of my brain and the child in my took over. As a stunned observer I could only note the many problems I had. I couldn't speak, I couldn't stand, I couldn't control my bowel, I couldn't read or write. It took me years to recover.
Please share your own stories here.
Then came the day I detected a chance to make a break for it. I never figured out what happened, but I suspect an earthquake caused a structural flaw in the floor of my cell. I went for it! As I exited the confining space I looked back and realized that, to my utter horror, that I had be confined in another human being! The shear insanity of that cause my mind to retreat into a corner of my brain and the child in my took over. As a stunned observer I could only note the many problems I had. I couldn't speak, I couldn't stand, I couldn't control my bowel, I couldn't read or write. It took me years to recover.
Please share your own stories here.
