It is because I got called out here that I signed on...I mean what can anyone do? I've enjoyed looking through all the posts here. It is strange thinking about RMA and all that freaky lovin' and hatin'.
If anything, there must be an asset of sort in having a CEDU education, right?
I graduated and occasionally am known to "use my contract" ergo: using my summit.
However, do we not fall back on knowledge as concrete and more abstract all the time that comes from our personal experiences in life?
Trying to tackle the big picture of everything that went on in such a "special" closed environment in one post would be impossible. I think about the closest we could come to capturing an accurate portrayal of what some aspects of the Therapeutic Boarding School (most innocuously described) in the early 1990's entailed, is with an online conversation.
Does it matter? Why does it matter?
Understanding myself better and understanding my neighbor and the members of society as a whole, is a passion. Coming to understand the influences that shaped me and made me choose a life and trade where I would examine myself under the finest tuned microscope of introspection, has now come into focus. CEDU demanded so much from me, psychologically, until I really needed them. I needed friends who had been there/ I needed to get away from them, I needed my Senior Counselor to ok "I was in a good space", I could go skiing or get a hamburger in Bonner's Ferry. I needed the deep meaningful conversations about my life up until I was fourteen, the routine, the authority that wasn't questioned, the parents to get the time away they were paying for. I could say I needed these things.
I could also say, that I didn't need the program that made me love and need the program. But the time away from conventional life, could have done me some good. There are so many hypothetical questions involved about why any of us were there to begin with. Not taking this into consideration would be like trying to turn a screw with chopsticks.
It's true that we were all there for different reasons, possibly similar stories, but different just the same, how could a place MISINFORM distraught parents to the tune of $200,000, and get away with it for so long? That's a good question. At the time (so many years ago) I did tell my family and anyone who would listen that if it hadn't been for my "time" in Idaho, I would have killed myself...There was never a distinction in my mind at my home visit where I announced this or when I often said it at RMA (and on tours) that it was "just something I said". I said it, and I said it because I meant it. I meant it because it had to be said, not because I believed it. That's just one thought I have on the subject for now, but for a person who wants to understand my intent and motivations for everything I do, I have come full circle in trying to understand how that happened to me and the way I view(ed) the world. It's essential to me for me. I don't think I'm a thin membraned spineless and suggestible patsy either, know what I'm sayin, slick?
