This place traumatized me in many ways I cannot ev...
This place traumatized me in many ways I cannot even begin to explain. It made everything worse and the treatment was horrible. When I first got there, a male staff member showed me the downstairs, and left telling me that a female staff member would come downstairs to grab me in a few minutes. Ended up sitting there, alone, in a creepy and quiet basement for over an hour with no explanation or apology, and I was told I couldn't go upstairs so I was stuck down there all by myself. They had (maybe still have) a rule about not using the bathroom from something like 9 pm to 11:30 pm at night. Little do they understand that people who suffer from major anxiety and panic attacks have unplanned needs to use the restroom due to the physical effects that these attacks create inside of your stomach (hard to explain, but there's plenty of articles about it). Upon having to break the rule, Barb told the entire group of girls the next day that I was the one who broke it. Why are there punishments for doing something so NATURAL, a human function. Due to this rule and having already broken it once and gotten yelled at, the same night I had to pee the bed, completely on purpose, because that's the only choice I had. A 17 year old girl forced to do that(maybe this is TMI, but its REAL, and no one should get punished for having to use the bathroom.). When I had to tell Barb about my sheets, she didn't even believe me at first. As if I could actually lie about something like that? I could go on and on about the treatment there, but my main point is to never send your kids there. Please.