The staff is wonderful here. They are genuinely interested in the welfare of the teens that are admitted and they work very long hours to help them, but that is the only good thing about this place.
The staff is undervalued (extremely underpaid) and the facility is completely understaffed, so what is supposedly a lockdown treatment center for teens with co-occuring disorders is really a for-profit private-mental-hospital-bordering-on-prison that takes no responsibility for its own actions or the teens\' treatment outcome.
It\'s a 30-45 day program. By day 30, if your experience doesn\'t resemble One Flew Over the Cuckoo\'s Nest, God blessed you. Kids are bullied and gaslighted, tripped in the hallways, set up to hate each other, their belongings are destroyed by other patients when no one is minding the store. They can\'t see outside. They get very little exercise. It is amazing there aren\'t frequent suicides in the facility.
The clinical directors all have good intentions but are completely overwhelmed.
It reports itself to be a treatment center for kids with either drug and/or mental health issues but after a month in residence, a teen will have had only four ( count \'em! fours hours in thirty days) hours in one-on-one counseling sessions, three family therapy sessions, and only one meeting with a psychiatrist. If they are not there for drugs, they will be by the end. If they are only there for drugs, they will have severe mental issues by the time they leave.
Because some teens have eating disorders (such as anorexia) the kids are forced to eat at every meal.... despite the fact that ants in your rice, rocks in your burritos, hair in your ice cream, etc, etc, is not particularly appetizing. Kids get food poisoning while in treatment there.
It is extremely over air-conditioned (60 degrees in the cafeteria). All the bedroom windows are sandblasted so the kids can\'t see outside, there are no windows in the halls, and the sleeping rooms have no emergency egress. All the doors require a key to pass through, even the emergency exits. I was assured that the fire department checks in frequently but if there were an earthquake or a fire, everyone would perish.
If you have to send your kids there -- and you may because apparently there is nothing else in the Pacific Northwest -- prepare yourself for the worst.
Many kids arrive via a secure transport system. They call them the Mountain Men -- they each describe their experience with the Mountain Men as the most terrifying experience of their life .... this from kids who have seen hell and back.
So by all means, take them there yourself. Give them a hug and tell them how much you love them. It may be the last time you see your kid (even if stoned or very depressed) unjaded.
They will be strip searched when they arrive and thrown into a group of kids who occupy every range of mental stability and drug addiction. They will experience bullying and emotional torture beyond your wildest imagination. They will witness withdrawals, seizures, peeling skin, post-abscess deformity....They will live in drug culture night and day. As noted above, by day 30, if your experience doesn\'t resemble One Flew Over the Cuckoo\'s Nest, God blessed you.
As for statistics?
60% get better.
20% get worse.
100% learn to talk like a trucker.