On 2003-07-23 01:15:00, Anonymous wrote:
"i had no idea daytop was made by a catholic preist,, but that makes alot of sense
lol..Yo think about it man. Before meetings, you have your morning prayer right?
When you do something wrong( according to them anyway), you have to write guilt to the counselor(preist)..of your own volition..
Kinda like confession right?
Where I was they use to have like these concepts on the walls, that were like all-powerful around there. I can t remember what they called them.. but I called them " The Twelve Commandments"
I can still remember a few of them
"Compensation is valid."
"What goes around comes around."
"Remember your roots."
There was one about honorring your values, too.
I remember thinking.. " Well, every time I do that I get in trouble."
lol
What they really menat, is that over a period of time, they were going to convince of what my values should be, and that I should honor those.
It really is the design of the program that is equally at fault, as the counselors. there is noone who could really make them work, beacuse the whole structure is false. It collapses upon itself.
They give you some good ideas, and that is cool, if you could benefit form them, BUT at the same time, they expect you to use them inside of a bubble.
See, they try to recreate a person, and replace the person s current self with a program that they have deemed to be better, but in order for them to actually be successful at this goal, they would have to know everything there is to know about the human person and psychology, and existence, and metaphysics, and everyth9ing else, and they don t.. Noone does.. As a matter of a fact, the counselors where i was had literally no interest in those things.
Then again, even if they did know everything in existence, and were to successfully recreate this person, they would still be killing the person who once lived, and erasing the indivisual completely from existence. That s a pretty high price to pay just for indulging in some drug usage.
The Marines metaphor that I ve been seeing used in justifying the program is pretty funny, because I can t speak for everyone in the world, bnut if my kid had a drug problem, the marines would be the last thing that I would consider.
People develop drug problem are often dealing with some type of distress. How is giving them more gonna help. It s trying to solve a probelm with a stronger form of the problem itself..
Like for example, before I went there, I openly admitted that I did drugs to escape reality.. Life was hard, and I wanted a break every now and then.
I think a lot of people do drugs to escape reality.
Now, how is sending such a person to a place where they speak opennly about the idea that they are seperate from the " real world" gonna help?
People came in there so supple. YOu could see their spirits.. They were hurting, but they were there, some very badly at that.. Some looked like they had been through a thousand storms.. Some looked like they were encased in defenses.. But the spirits were there.. soft, supple, and alive
With time being there, you would watch this fall away ffrom a person..
These kids, still had a chnace everyone of them.. They went in hurt, too a place they expected to be help, some of them anyway, and they recieved nothing buit continuos assaults. Still, I could watch them struggling to survive.. whatecer was left of them.. like dying spirits, clinging onto a solid tree in a storm.. a tree made of their hopes, and their conviction that they are good, and that life can be good, and any point, perhaps, a helping hand could have saved any or all of them, but instead they were attacked over and over .. repeatedly.. told that they were no good.. coverred with insinuations that they were now owned..
As much as seeing people succeed and accomplish had taught me the strength of the humna spirit so did being in that place..People came in there,most of them already torn, and you could watch their spirit still fight and attempt top hold on as they were slowly drained..
It was interesting watching who still had what left over a period of time.
It was a silent battle against the counselors.. the program..
During some of the attacks where people defended themselves, though there were a million words spoken and a million expressions upon faces.. It was like in the background, all the dialogue could be narrowed down to two statements..
Defender, " I am me!"
Attacker, " You are nothing!"
Paul St. John