I can't even begin to describe what it's like to be reading all these posts. T&R? I had totally forgotten about that..... Except for rare instances, I hadn't thought about all this for years. I mean, I was 12 when they told my mom I needed to be there even if I'd never gotten drunk or high. That's over 20 years ago now! Did ya ever think you wouldn't be able to remember the 7 steps? Can anyone still recite them? Some of it is so vague and some of it I'll never forget.
I remember the Christmas when that one artistic girl drew the murals for the walls. It was the 1st xmas in Springfield and they really played it up. I remember especially becuase they held my brother, sister and I back from going home until that meeting so they could have their tearjerker reunion as all 3 of us went home the same night. The sickest part of it is that some small part of me still remembers how wonderful it felt to make that run to my mom, to know that I would get to go home at least partially after so long trapped there.
I remember a girl named Rachel who was also pretty young. She had a brother who was constantly being sat on and acting out. I can not remember his name. Anybody? Anybody remember Caroline Gay?
And what was that one jr staffer's name? She had long dark hair, looked almost Indian? Hung around w/Courtney Bright I think? Do any former Spfld staffers hang out here? Whatever happened to Scott Prophet. He always struck me as a good guy. I remember him coming in to talk to me one day when they had me stuck in one of those little rooms for what seemed like forever.
And, for the record, it's true that I had never gotten drunk or done any drugs (other than Rush but who knew that was a drug?!) before I went in there. Staff kept me on 1st phase for months w/them and everyone else calling me a liar. Then apparently they decided to believe me b/c I started getting sh#t for being too innocent. One minute it was "aren't you lucky you didn't have to go as far down" and the next it was treating me like #@#$! b/c for the same thing.
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So, I basically ran twice to prove that I was just as bad as everyone else. Did a bunch of stuff I'd never done before but did it thinking I was going to go back, show everyone and eventually seventh step. It was almost accidental I didn't have to go back. But then I didn't see either of my sisters for about a year and a half.....
What a f@cked up time! I still just can't understand how they got away with it.
PS - Remember how it was cool to wear the short sleeve shirt over the long sleeve shirt? That was just bizarre!
