We grow up with it in us. It is in everything. We think of it as food. We have come to know of sugar as food. When in fact it is a substance so refined that we do not associate it as a drug. It affects the pleasure centres of our brains altering brain chemistry. It affects our behaviour. What is it? Waffles at the breakfast table with maple syrup. It is in everything. It is one more drug masking who we are. It is affecting us from childhood. We do not know who we are because of it. With a part of us missing. Making us no one. Who are we? Then as we go on we have abnormal behaviors and we continue to further mask our ability to feel and know ourselves. With substances down the aisle and over the counter. Then its the friendly stranger. The good old friendly stranger. And finally we end up at the psych. Where does it end? Right there at the side effect of death.