Publisher's Synopsis
From the age of seven to about twelve I suffered from epileptic seizures. I took medicine for years and years, then one day, I just noticed it had gone away, seemingly on its own. I highly doubt the medicine I was on had any effect upon my condition. Upon reading through some passages, I discovered around that age the brain naturally goes through a reorganization process in which it reinforces the parts we regularly use and removes the ones we don't to improve efficiency. I have no idea what garbage they were feeding me, but now in my later years, I have learned that cannabis could have spared me from the needless suffering.
