I have been to rehab twice, was just wondering if anyone has had as crazy of an experience as me. First rehab was a 90 day program inpatient very restricted, relapsed 2nd day out of there. Got even worse into drugs the following months, then went off to college. One thing leads to another, and I end up in Delray Beach, FL due to a month long crack/roxy binge. Went to detox for a week, got detoxed with roxys actually which was pretty sick. Got transported to the rehab center two days before thanksgiving. Going down I was under the impression that this was going to be a real nice rehab(Its florida...), full gym, full pool, etc. I arrive, and the housing units are real nice. There was about 8 buildings containing 4-6 4 person apartments, 5 of the 8 being male and the other 3 female. That night I go shopping for groceries. There was no gym, no full size pool, and this rehab ended up being the worst 6 months of my life. Three hour and a half-2 hour groups a day, extremely confrontational, yelling/screaming at patients, basically there was no way to not be under fire by the therapists. There was no phone calls allowed, and the housing units were sort've like a boot camp(Constant room checks, apartments had to be SPOTLESS every morning and every night or you would get loked out of your apartment till midnight, etc)
The first month I played along, trying to be compliant so I could get the fuck out of there. The rehab's "mission" or "goal" is very complicated, in a nutshell it is that addicts primarily continue using because there parents or whoever enable them. So essentially what they try to do is to have your parents or enabler cut you off, and you start a new life in Delray Beach, Florida most likely working at a telemarketing center or fast food while living in a halfway house. About half of the parents cut their kids(I use that word losely, some of the patients were 27-30 and still living of their parents) Boy, did that not appeal to me. I grew up middle class up until around age 11 when my father made a big business deal, and suddenly we go from a shitty minivan and a decent landrover to getting a nice benz. Next thing I know, we cleared land to build my father's "dream house" Now this dream house has a huge pool, indoor movie theater, and a basketball court. Basically to get to the point I was spoiled as hell(I drive a 2010 Roush 427R...50 grand car). So I was totally against this, wanted nothing to do with being cut off or starting over. My best friend(who had gone to the former rehab, and this rehab at the same time as me) had his car in 2 months down there and basically was an extremely abnormal case, most people never get their car, infact most people end up being forced to sell their car. While I was riding the bus, looking for a job for 4 months.
About a month into it, this red head girl starts flirting with me hard core. Me and my best friends there all had a girl we were hooking up with, so we would have a lookout watch while one went in to this one apartment. Anyways, I ended up fucking her twice. And I got caught because no one keeps their mouth shut. Got in a decent amount of trouble, but I survived. My ex girlfriend who lived in maryland was on vacation in Florida, so I had her meet me at an AA meeting and just hooked up with her. About two months in this lesbian with short blond hair(she was a hot lesbian) came. One day I end up starting up conversation with her in the common area, and we start talking a lot. At the same time, this guy was crushing on her and she was bent between the two of us. I really liked this girl, the therapists found out in about 2 days because we would sit there for 8 hours straight talking. Anyways, I ended up winning her over. However, it didnt end well. She had an eating disorder and kept begging me to buy her laxatives while I was out looking for a job. And I did. And like a dumbass, I left the receipt out. When they checked my room one day, they found the receipt and interrogated me. Busted once again, I figured I was going to be kicked out but was not.
The first month I played along, trying to be compliant so I could get the fuck out of there. The rehab's "mission" or "goal" is very complicated, in a nutshell it is that addicts primarily continue using because there parents or whoever enable them. So essentially what they try to do is to have your parents or enabler cut you off, and you start a new life in Delray Beach, Florida most likely working at a telemarketing center or fast food while living in a halfway house. About half of the parents cut their kids(I use that word losely, some of the patients were 27-30 and still living of their parents) Boy, did that not appeal to me. I grew up middle class up until around age 11 when my father made a big business deal, and suddenly we go from a shitty minivan and a decent landrover to getting a nice benz. Next thing I know, we cleared land to build my father's "dream house" Now this dream house has a huge pool, indoor movie theater, and a basketball court. Basically to get to the point I was spoiled as hell(I drive a 2010 Roush 427R...50 grand car). So I was totally against this, wanted nothing to do with being cut off or starting over. My best friend(who had gone to the former rehab, and this rehab at the same time as me) had his car in 2 months down there and basically was an extremely abnormal case, most people never get their car, infact most people end up being forced to sell their car. While I was riding the bus, looking for a job for 4 months.
About a month into it, this red head girl starts flirting with me hard core. Me and my best friends there all had a girl we were hooking up with, so we would have a lookout watch while one went in to this one apartment. Anyways, I ended up fucking her twice. And I got caught because no one keeps their mouth shut. Got in a decent amount of trouble, but I survived. My ex girlfriend who lived in maryland was on vacation in Florida, so I had her meet me at an AA meeting and just hooked up with her. About two months in this lesbian with short blond hair(she was a hot lesbian) came. One day I end up starting up conversation with her in the common area, and we start talking a lot. At the same time, this guy was crushing on her and she was bent between the two of us. I really liked this girl, the therapists found out in about 2 days because we would sit there for 8 hours straight talking. Anyways, I ended up winning her over. However, it didnt end well. She had an eating disorder and kept begging me to buy her laxatives while I was out looking for a job. And I did. And like a dumbass, I left the receipt out. When they checked my room one day, they found the receipt and interrogated me. Busted once again, I figured I was going to be kicked out but was not.
