I'm sorry you were a lost boy. I had a cousin who spent his whole life in Central State Hospital in Pineville, Louisiana. I met him only once, when he was about 15, but he was in a crib, in a ward. His mother was in a car accident when she was pregnant with him, so it's said that he had brain damage from the accident. I don't know. But his name was Douglas, and we called him Little Dougie.
I'm paralyzed in a wheelchair from a stroke. In different times, I'd be in a nursing home, instead of at home with my husband.