i do appreciate it.
i do agree with you that a confrontational approach can work sometimes. but, these staff members didn't care. these are my perceptions, but i think from what i am going to tell you, you will understand why i am saying that.
one day, i refused to take the garbage to whereever it needed to go. instead of telling me "you will do this or........(fill in the blank)" i had two MALE staff members RESTRAIN me. i did nothing to them, except say "i will not take out the garbage, i don't feel like it". they restrained me. for no reason at all. i made no move to physically confront them at all. that is not right.
there was a staff member who told kids to fuck off, when they would go to him with a problem. and i'm serious, for no reason. for an example, one afternoon, there was no female staff there. we ran out of tampons, and one of the girls told him we were out of tampons and he said "too bad, fuck off". that is totally uncalled for.
my parents sent me there to work on my problems. there was not one time that my problems were even addressed in a positive, or encouraging manner. in a "rap", sex was brought up, and when i said i wasn't a virgin, another male staff member started calling me a slut. i said "i'm not a slut", and after that, whenever he saw me, he always called me a slut, never ever called me by name. do you know how much that hurts? to this day, it hurts me and is bringing tears to my eyes as i am typing. the same staff member who told us all to fuck off, also started calling me another nickname, that was as equally degrading. one day i started crying because of it, and he of course told me to fuck off, and grow up. this is a staff member, not another kid!
one day, i was having a very bad day, with a lot of memories, and things that went wrong, and the reasons i was there. i tried to talk to one of the other girls that was there, and i got in trouble! i said "well, aren't we here to work on our problems and to talk?" and the staff told me no. exact quote here "we also have problems in our lives, that are way more important than your's. and we can't just stop and talk about them whenever we feel like it. oh, and they are WAY more important than your problems." i mean, hello! that is why my parents spent that kind of money for me to go there. so i could work on my problems! and then i'm told that my problems aren't important? and then they were totally ignored? ever since then, i have had such a hard time talking about my feelings. because of some stupid fucking un-licensed staff who told me that my problems aren't important, and ignored them. they were paid to be there to help us! and if we didn't want to talk, they were supposed to confront us about our problems, not make us feel even worse for having feelings. these people weren't even licensed therapists, for crying out loud.
I'm not sure what to think of you Ottawa. in some of your posts, you seem like a Cedu plant. in other posts, you do seem like a training psychologist. Please, when you read this, if you are going to say something negative about my feelings, just please don't. i am sitting here crying while i'm typing because of all the horrible memories i have of that place. i really don't think i could handle somebody telling me that i'm blowing my smoke, or anything like that. i'm 25 years old now, and i was there when i was 15, and writing about this hurts just as bad, and the pain is just as fresh as it was the day after i left that place.
please, if you are going to start a place like this, have licensed professionals working with these kids. they deserve that, no matter what they did to be sent there. and confrontation is good, if you are trying to get the kids to talk about their feelings, if they just want to sit there and be silent. but name calling, and degrading people is not okay. it's downright abuse. and knowing that if you say anything back to them that you might have to sleep in the snow, or that you will be put on bans and not be able to talk to anybody, is torture, it really is.
and to be honest, these are just a few more examples of what went on there. i was there for only 50 days, and i have a ton more stories to tell.