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Written Testimonials2021-10-27T13:49:22-07:00

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Daniel’s Story

Cherry Gulch - Oh god, where do I start?   I'll just do every season since there are so many atrocities to talk about. __________________________________________________________________ In Spring,  I had just arrived and I had some fun for 5 weeks. I met my roommate who was an absolute bully, my therapist - the one person I liked there, and had Super Bowl Sunday. It wasn't too bad as I was on my "honeymoon stage" so there is not much to share during that time. __________________________________________________________________ Summer was where it started to head south. A staff named Morgan decides to turn her ...

Asia’s Story

In the early morning in 2009, I was woken up with strangers asking me to get up or they will use force. My dad just stood in the hallway looking at them as they were taking me. When we got to the airport, I was still so confused about the situation. The escorts told me to shut up and that I was going to Provo, Utah.  When I got to Utah, I was stripped searched upon arrival at Provo Canyon School in "obs" or observation. It was a school day that day so I was on Investment until the ...

Anonymous’ Story

Hello, I'm an extrovert with severe childhood trauma involving peers and non-guardian adults as well as teenage trauma. I also have an inner ear issue which makes it hard for me to regulate my pitch. I was penalized for being "loud," "disruptive," "attention-seeking," and "provocative" which I will get to in a second. While I did have a connection to the outside world, it was in a communal, group setting, and very closely monitored using a "point system format." I was told on multiple occasions that I was sexualizing myself - which was a common response to trauma, even ...

Anonymous’ Story

When I was 13, my dad sent me to live with my mom because I was disrespectful to his new wife and the new family they started. The start of their family was detrimental for numerous reasons that I won't get into but needless to say, my anger and confusion were not unreasonable. I had never done drugs, never had sex, and never drank alcohol. With one day's notice, my dad sent me to live across the country with the woman who had sexually abused me: my mother. Within two weeks of living with her, she would leave me ...

Anonymous’ Story

I stayed at Newport Academy. Simply put, it was hell. Upon my arrival, for the first 72 hours, I was not allowed to leave the house, talk to other people, or talk to my parents. I was 14-years-old at the time. There was another girl just a year younger than me who would have breakdowns over just asking if she could call her mom. The staff would say no because she already had her call for the day. She then would ask for an ambulance and instead, they would give her a coloring book. I watched a girl try ...

Anonymous’ Story

I was 13 years old when I went to Provo Canyon School.  While there, I was repeatedly sedated using Haldol injections for outbursts. I had a bad reaction to the medication that almost killed me. It required at least 3 shots of Benadryl to relax my muscles plus 1 loving doctor who ended up quitting and who later opened his own school. Besides the injections, I was in isolated for days and nights freezing in Obs. I was slammed to the ground and choked by staff.  I was no angel but I was 13 years old and only 120lbs. ...

Bryanna’s Story

I came to this place after a stay in a short-term facility named Valley in Arkansas. I arrived at White Horse Ranch and within 2 days, they cut me off all my medications completely cold turkey. Instead, they replaced all my medication with one single medication. I was thrown into an angry and depressed state for days. As a result, I had the police called on me 3 times. I was hand-cuffed while being screamed at. The next day, I chose not to get out of bed. Instead, I just laid there all day. When they called me down ...

Alexa’s Story

When I was 15 years old, I was snatched out of my bed at 5 AM in the morning by two strangers, put in the back of a car, and driven to the Academy at Ivy Ridge (AIR) in Ogdensburg, NY. For the next two years, I experienced and was exposed to physical, emotional, psychological, and sexual abuse. I have been diagnosed with C-PTSD as a result, and many - if not all - of my relationships have been impacted to one degree or another by my experiences. For two years, I was brainwashed into believing that my Dad ...

Kim’s Story

In the spring of 1998, I was 12 years old when I was sent to be evaluated by a therapist with supposed expertise in substance use after my mom found something written in my diary about drug use and was concerned. I was never told the reason for the “evaluation”, but rather was barraged with questions about my drug use and after answering honestly, she continued to question me as if she thought I was lying. Despite there being nothing in the “evaluation” that should’ve warranted it, I was told a short while later that I was being sent ...

George’s Story

At the age of 15, I was sent to Second Nature Blue Ridge for depression, anxiety, and multiple other adopted-related issues. After being hospitalized in late 2014, my parents continued to search for any ounce of hope to ensure a healthy outcome. Soon after being hospitalized, a psychiatrist recommended my parents communicate with an education consultant who could further the discovery for treatment. Within a day, I was being taken to Second Nature Blue Ridge. Soon after arriving, I realized something was not right. I was surprised to learn there was no communication with the outside world. In addition, ...

Anonymous’ Story

I was involuntarily placed into the hospital even though I was not a harm to myself or others, in violation of the Olmstead Act. Then I was told that if I followed the rules I would be allowed to go outside as a reward, but after "earning credits," I was still denied the right to go outside, but conveniently allowed to go when my parents showed up to visit me. I was forced to overdose on dangerous psychotropics including Depakote & Risperdal (which was later taken off the market).

Skye’s Story

I was sent to my first program because I ran away from home. I didn't drink, smoke, use drugs and I'd never had a boyfriend, but my home life was abusive. My father was successful so no one listened when I asked for help. At House of Hope, my knee was broken by another student on the first day because I wouldn't cheek my meds for her to snort. The staff knew but took measures to hide it along with the full-body poison ivy I'd caught. I was eventually kicked out for running away. When the abuse was discovered, ...

Josh’s Story

So, I'm supposed to tell my story. Here it goes. When I was 15, I was in a bad place. My family had been going through rough times. I was in my "rebellious" stage and I was mentally and emotionally unstable. I tried getting attention in all the wrong ways. Having such a low sense of self-worth that I eventually tried to kill myself. On my 3rd attempt, I was met at the inpatient mental health facility (Charter Glades) in Naples by my father, grandfather, and 2 men I didn't know. I was told that I would be going ...

Solis’ Story

My CEDU Experience I was ordered to CEDU at a young 15 years old by a Santa Barbara County family judge. Upon arriving, I was isolated from everyone I knew and loved, including my family. I was kept isolated from all things and people in the world; as isolation is the first step in brainwashing. I was thoroughly brainwashed by the end. The additional abuse and torture I experienced were physical, psychological, emotional, and sexual. I experienced this abuse from both the adults and by my peers as we were forced to do these things to each other as ...

Anonymous Story

Only a few weeks before I turned 13, I was flown to Lake House Academy in North Carolina. I have to admit that I was excited. I thought I was going to finally get the therapy, support, and education environment I needed to work through my depression and anxiety. My parents hugged me goodbye and I was on my own. The first abusive tactic I endured at LHA was starvation. There was barely any food on our plates, sometimes as little as a spoonful full of brown rice and a piece of broccoli. No sugar, not even fruit, was ...

Crina’s Story

For the sake of the story, my name is Crina. I came to AAG (which was what students called Asheville Academy for Girls) at 13. I came straight from Trails Carolina - another program which I could write an entirely separate entry. I came in enthusiastic about going to a school after those months in the freezing cold. It almost seemed like a paradise beforehand, especially considering the state of my home life. I find it ironic that I thought it would be paradise as the word paradise is derived from a Persian word meaning "walled garden." That is ...

Abigail’s Story

I was placed in Fox Run Center for Children and Adolescents in November of 2020 following a suicide attempt. I had been suffering severe mental health issues for years and after trying to take my life for the fourth time, it was determined that I could not be safe at home. I had tried every outpatient program and had been hospitalized multiple times and we had run out of options as a family. We had heard horror stories of residentials of the years of being in hospitals so did everything we could to avoid putting me in one. When ...

Mathew’s Story

#BreakingCodeSilence "treatment center for kids" - Let me share my story about that. My name is Mathew. I'm now 23 years old. Growing up, I was in and out of group homes and treatment centers. When I was 14 years old, I was held hostage in my classroom by my teacher.  It was 3pm - time to go. As I was trying to leave, my teacher pulled me and cornered me in. DCS then came in with my great grandmother. I was like, "what the fuck is happening?" The SRO  officer put me in the back of the squad ...

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Raina’s Program Story

When I was 11, I told my mother that my sister's dad had been coming to my bed for two years. It had started with a home visit when I was 9 on Thanksgiving. I told her that when I slipped into her bed with "bad dreams," it was not true. We were on the way to a women's shelter because he had hit her when I shared this with her. He had hit us all the time as well as drugging us with cough syrup in our root beer floats that he made with diet Pepsi. When I ...

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Laura’s Story

I want to preface this story by saying that I recognize that I am not blameless in this and I take responsibility. I have stolen, I have lied, I have hurt my family, and I will carry the guilt of those actions with me for the rest of my life. When I was 16 years old, I lived alone with a mentally ill parent, and our dynamic was very dysfunctional. On top of that, I was struggling with an eating disorder. My mom and I made the mutual decision that I would enter residential treatment for my eating disorder. ...

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