When I was there, it was obvious that many residents really belonged in a psychiatric hospital. I remember one resident who was tripping 24/7. His name was Tony. He lived next door to a bathtub chemist before he was sent to Elan. He was extremely suicidal as his head was always messing him up. He ate like a dozen busted up glass salt and pepper shakers and a hand full of razor blades, slashed his wrists,stomach,and neck,and went to bed. I happened to be the night man and found him like that. He was taken away and never came back. They never told us what happened to him.
Anyway,not all of us were that messed up really. But a certain percentage of us are fucking nuts.