“The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile, but that it is indifferent. If we can come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death, our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.” - Stanley Kubrick
Dude, I legitimately take that stuff (doctor prescribed) because I have insomnia. That **** is insane.
I've literally passed out before and don't remember anything. It's 100 times worse than the hardest liquor you could ever drink.
My mom takes it and she'll have no recollection of doing things.
We went out of town and we were staying at my sisters and my mom's asleep at the table and so I kept telling her to go to bed and she kept insisting that she had to have ice cream. I got her a bowl of ice cream and she finally went to bed. Next morning she's in the kitchen and the bowl is in the sink. She says, "Who ate my ice cream?"
My dad says she'll sometimes just start talking or mumbling incoherently and it scares the crap out of him.
My best friend's wife was on this stuff for awhile. One night, she got up at two or three in the morning, threw the family dog and her two year old son in the car, then drove through the neighborhood wiping out all of the big green garbage cans people had put out for collection.
Mark said he got up for work at five, went out to the garage for a cigarette, and the whole front end of her car was smashed in. He woke her, asked her about it (was clueless) then realized what happened when he left for work, and the whole neighborhood was a trash-can armageddon.
The next day, his little boy talked about what great fun it was, and wanted to do it again.