Ok, I was 16 years old when I was put in that disgusting place for weed, oh you saw it, weed. Ty all the people who gave me cigs from the mental unit. That being said, I stayed there 28 days. I did not comply with any of their bs. I refused to say I was a drunk, uh cause I didn't drink. I still don't. I was made fun of because I was there for weed. I saw more crap in that place then i ever saw in life. I saw this kid jesse run away and I was so jealous. I was put in the quiet room, ugh. restrained to a bed because I was a teenager. They falsely dx me with hep b, and swore I had sex with a junkie, Uh no I said, assholes, no hep b. My roomates told on me for having cigs, they can go f themselves too. I was put in the Lingle house in mn in 1991, around may, I was in fair oaks april of 91. I stayed at that mf place 9 months. Endured alot of bs. The girls were mostly the c word. I never got my allowance and I refused to admit a damn thing. In jan 92 I was able to go home for the holiday in dec, at that time I told my parents get me out or I'll blow that place up. I meant it. I'm a very non violent person, so thank god I got out. 9months of my life stolen.Funny now, I'm a nj mmp, I have fibro, prob had it all along.So at 40, I mad my mother pay the 200 for my mmp card. A nice I told you so and a big FU. FYI, I am an RN. So I got my education. The MD I see has me on more drugs then I ever took in the 90s. Go figure. I just wanted to share. I smoke everyday since I left that pos place and I'm fine. F Them