I was in life from 87-88. my name is cindy. really short italian girl .Icaused quite a ruccus while I was there until eventually they let me go. Singing songs,talking to everybody in the room, heckling people who was sharing.I even got my butt kicked by this crazy girl named christine shes was blond with glasses. the staff and group just watched as my head got split on the corner of the benches. No hospital visit either.It was horrible. I went in 98lbs. with long hair and came out with chopped hair,acne and 140lbs. Noone recognized me. I had lost all my friends,my boyfriend,all my history of my childhood thrown away, thanks to life telling my mom to do that.I have never gotten over that place.I wish that building was gone, whenever I drive past it, I get scared yet amazed.Im amazed how close it was to where I lived and people I knew, I guess I thought I Would be rescued but noone came for me.i left there such a wreck.My husband tells me to get over it and do something good about it. Like be achild advocate, IM 36 and still a kid myself sometimes.Oh well, thanks for listening.P.s I grew my hair back and lost the weight but never got my confidence or self esteem back
