The Rehab Places
As mentioned in my previous entry, I've been to rehab a total of 3 times. Chalk it up to not being a quitter. Also, as aforementioned, these three places lend themselves nicely to being tiered from utter and extreme hellhole to ritzy rehab. So let's get to it!
The Complete and Utter Hellhole. This place was basically everything that your far-right, anti-socialist thinks is indicative of a socialist healthcare system (which it is really not, on a whole I have had an utter amazing experience in this so-called socialistic hellhole of a healthcare system, not least of which is the fact that it saves me from staying up at night worrying about medical bills) parenthetical notwithstanding however, this place was a hellhole. First and foremost was the structure itself. Drab and painted in what my (now ex) brother-in-law would refer to as "insane asylum" yellow. Picture any mental institute from movies in the 50s, 60s, 70s and you get the idea.
Next to the structure was the volume, that is, the volume of people in the institute. As it was basically "free" (i.e. paid for by universal healthcare) it was packed full. Hundreds upon hundreds of patients, most of whom did not much like being there. The whole place had a real "everyone for themselves" aire to it. The personnel, was what you would call "clinical". By and large they treated the clientele like farm animals going through a mill; there was a distinct lack of personality to the whole place, that lack of which was supplanted by a thick fog of desperation, apathy and good old fashioned surliness.
The American Institute. Located on a sprawling ranch, and with about 80 people in it at one time it was significantly better than the aforementioned institute. What's more is that the American institute went by the structure of AA (e.g. the "Big Book" by Bill W.) and its highly intensive, interventionist route. The clientele here was less surly, but there were still some who got here mainly because they had money and a good lawyer (without any motivation to actually get clean or sober). There would be what was known as the "gang problem" which consisted of two facets: 1) you obviously couldn't have members of a rival gang in the same group, but 2) you also couldn't have members of the SAME gang in the same group (as it would quickly devolve the group into gang-related talk, etc.).
Unlike the European methods, which would last months, this method consisted of 3 intensive weeks of therapy. We were broken into separate groups with which we would eat, sit with in the auditorium (for presentations) and have group therapy with. This allowed us to build a bond which was distinctly lacking in the European method (where, rather than being assigned to groups you were assigned to classes, mostly consisting of random people that filtered in and out, or simply did not attend said classes). Overall this place was far better than the aforementioned European one but it still comes in second to the one I'm at now.
The Ritzy Rehab. Now I am in what I would call the "upscale" rehab place. Trust me, even in a place with socialised healthcare this place costs a bundle. It is largely filled with well-to-do people who by and large take the rehab process seriously. With only between 12 - 16 people here at a time the care is highly personalised and the therapists actually know you intimately from your troubles to your triumphs to your tribulations. It is set in the beautiful countryside and generally has a more congenial aire to it than the other places.
What is most interesting about this Ritzy rehab place is that its methodology focuses on physical fitness in addition to traditional (i.e. group and individual) therapy. So far I have noticed that getting my body in shape has helped tremendously in improving my mindset. Granted, there are a few more esoteric practices here that I kind of roll my eyes at even though I tell myself to be open-minded about them. (For example, they use craniosacral therapy which Wikipedia mentions as quackery). Still, out of all of the rehab places I feel like I have been making the most progress here.
That may be because I don't hate it here (although to be fair I didn't hate the American institute either), because let's face it, rehab is depressing. People with problems that they are trying desperately to overcome, some hurting deeply from their self-inflicted scars.
Anyways, I'll try to make my next journal entries about some of the patients I've met over these 3 places as I have met a lot of interesting characters. I just first wanted to give a general idea of what these places themselves are like.