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The Troubled Teen Industry / Re: Delving into the mind of a brainwashed program parent.
« on: June 20, 2010, 02:42:02 PM »
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That is so sick....

It's like they wouldn't let him leave Tranquility Bay, even in death.

I thought about that. It IS sick. But in reality he WAS all of those things. It's painful to picture the headstone now, knowing where that statement originated -- but David was all of those things to the fullest extent that they could be embodied. I'm trying to focus on that and not on the fact that they've labeled him with a cult phrase even in his death.

I'm not sure what to do now. He has a little sister who is around 19 now. When he died in 03 he was 20. His sister probably doesn't remember/know any of this specifically. I still know her. I feel like it's not my place to show her what really happened, but that she has a right to know. I also feel like his parents ought to be lambasted -- but wouldn't know where to begin, or if it's even worth it -- no amount of words are going to bring him back.

I don't really know how to feel about all this.

I was told he went to reform school, and came back and died in an accident.
Reality = He was sent to a modern day concentration camp (in my opinion, that seems to be what TB was) and killed himself shortly thereafter.

I am reeling.

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The Troubled Teen Industry / Re: Delving into the mind of a brainwashed program parent.
« on: June 20, 2010, 04:43:30 AM »
I just found this thread today.


David was my best friend, for years. I was physically and emotionally abused extensively as a child and David was the only person I trusted for many years. There were times he was the only person who was able to make me smile or laugh. He was an incredibly brilliant person, and gorgeous, and loving. I still have the letters he wrote me from the facility I now know is called Tranquility Bay. He was taken away from me and I was told he was sent to a "boarding school" because he had "behavioral problems." When he died, I was told it was an "accident." His parents used to use me as a channel to "track" him when he turned 18. I didn't understand what they'd done to him, so I cooperated. I got sick of being used to track him, so when his father called me to tell me he'd died, I didn't return his calls -- he never left on the message that it was an emergency -- so in an effort to avoid being questioned about David's life as I always was following when I saw him -- I ignored the call.

I didn't find out he was dead until 3 days after his funeral. The last day I saw him, we had dinner together. His long, dark hair framed his beautiful face as he laughed and joked during the meal. His smile made my heart stop. I would never see that smile again. We'd planned to go out on Wednesday night following that Saturday dinner. He never called me. I assumed he'd gotten busy and wasn't worried. He died that week.

I cannot even express the grief and anger I am feeling right now. It's as though he's died all over again. I am angry at his parents, who lied to my face about where they were sending him, and about how I lost my childhood best friend forever. I trusted them -- I thought of them as parents to me as well.


Reading this has shown me that they knew what they were doing, and knew that he'd killed himself -- and lied to me about it.

His gravestone says exactly what that first line says:

David Lee Poprik
a happy, loving, beautiful, and honest young man.

That last saturday night, he was all of those things. He was happier than I'd ever seen him. He was always very loving. He had the most beautiful face ever graced on a man. He was always honest with me.


I miss him so much.

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