I spent about 18 months in one of these "boot-camps" ages 13-15, outside of Palestine Tx. Out in the friggin' middle of the woods! Same principle, a back to basics theme, 'Behavior Modification' for troubled teens. No privacy. At night when we were confined to our tents after dark, we shared 1 pot on a stump for #1 and #2.(shitting and pissing) We had chore charts, and we all rotated daily so everyone got a chance to clean those. What's with these places? I believe this one is still open, almost 20 years later. The intakes were sectioned off into tribes( age grouping). There was more expectation of hard labor ie; cutting down and scinning trees to build the structures we lived in, digging a 6ft. hole in the ground then building a toilet on top and supplying us with lie powder to dump down after we went to kill the maggots!!! Long hikes, carrying loads of laundry or supplies...for 18 months. We would be taken by buses back home for 2 days a month. In between my stay there, my mom found out my step- brother had been raping me. I stayed. My step dad became termially ill with cancer. I stayed. You didn't go in phases you were just recognized by time. He died shortly after I was released. My real dad died about 9 months before I was sent there, in 1984. Before then is another post altogether.
After that one failed with me, my mom sent me to Straight inc. I turned 16 and 17 in there. I missed all the fundamental and school years, I didnt have the confidence to even try college after Straight. The mental dammage is the worst, by the time you are telling anyone you're nuts. Embarking apon years of therapy can be frustrating and fruitless, it's up to me to find what works now. That's a blessing alone.