My daughter didnt go to CEDU or a mind rape mill as you call it. She was having a tough time before she entered a program also, but it is clear that you blindly buy into the hype here on fornits and have never been to a program yourself or you would know that it is hard work and not necessarily the best memory of your life but it wasnt horrible either. Many of the kids look back on the program they were in and it reminds them of a tough patch in their life.
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Imagine;
150 kids sitting in church pews, about 90 boys on one side of the room and about 60 girls on the other side. They sit there for 12 to 16 hours a day, not allowed to move or talk or look in any direction but straight ahead. If they start to doze off, someone digs knuckles into their back or licks their finger and sticks it in the kids ear (eeww!)
Imagine being hungry all day every day. Imagine being terrified, all day every day. Imagine spending all day praying that one or the other of your parents will come to their senses and come rescue you, only to have those prayers go unanswered every day. Imagine being “restrained” by a half dozen over excited, untrained teenagers on the hard concrete floor.
Yes Whooter, I have been in a program. And yes Whooter, it was horrible. Horrible might not even be a strong enough word. Twenty five years have gone by and I still have nightmares about that place.