Can Confirm. A Lot Of Those Places Are Abusive, And Even The Ones That Arent Will Make The Person Being

Can confirm. A lot of those places are abusive, and even the ones that aren’t will make the person being put there feel like they’ve been abandoned and/or given up on by their parents. It’s a place built to profit off of those who are struggling, not to help them. And a lot of the time, these places won’t actually work with the parent, which is a problem. Because the parents are often part of why the teen is “troubled” in the first place. These places will make people more depressed and miserable than they were before.

Source: I’ve been to wilderness therapy and two so-called “therapeutic boarding schools”

To all the people who say "well, what if a parent sending their kid to a troubled teen facility is a last resort", I am here to counter that with the fact that sending your kid to a troubled teen facility will absolutely make it worse.

Sending your kid to a troubled teen facility as a "last resort" is like trying to remove a brain tumor by shooting at it with a gun. These facilities are so absolutely dog shit that they will make the problem you seek to remove ten times worse.

Do not send your child to these facilities even as a last resort. They will never help your child.

Therapist: You’re stuck in negative thoughts about yourself and the world around you

Me: Yeah, I know that. How do I fix it?

Therapist: That’s something only you can do

Well what the fuck am I paying you for then?!

Me: I’m tired and in pain 24/7. It’s been like this since I can remember.

My mom: How much water have you had today? Maybe you should go to bed earlier. Maybe if you weren’t sleeping all day, you’d feel better. I don’t remember you complaining about all this as a kid. You know, I’m in pain sometimes, too, but I still do things that have to get done

Me: *wondering why I even try to talk to her anymore*

Me and who?

Well, back home after another visit to the Emergency Room. As expected, the bloodwork came back saying that I’m actually perfectly fine. After sitting around for like three hours and occasionally being told to “calm down” and “try to stay positive” by a nurse, I’m still in just as much pain. The only thing that’s changed is that I’m also pissed off, which is why I’m not screaming and crying anymore.

I’m beginning to wonder why I even waste my time talking to doctors when they all seem to have the same capacity for rational thought, listening skills, and common sense as a carrot.

Actually, I take that back. That was a mean and unnecessary thing to say. Carrots are at least useful and have never gone out of their way to make me miserable or invalidated. Carrots are wonderful, actually. Probably smarter than most, if not all of the doctors I’ve met, not to mention better for my health.

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