I think its just incredible that you're having a good experience at one. Through my life between ages 13 and 18, I've been in 3 different wards in Texas, Louisiana, and Oklahoma, at least half a dozen visits, and every single one of them was just miserable in every conceivable way. Far more traumatic then anything that landed me in there in the first place.

We were never even given the courtesy of exercise. We had short phone calls and they made sure to hear every word we were saying. No smoking, but they did give me a nicotine patch on my most recent visit. I have problems with dry skin and chapped lips, one of these facilities would not even let me have lotion or chapstick more then a couple times a day. What did they have to lose there, seriously? As someone who exercised a lot through cycling, it was very very very stressful to be locked in a cage with no hope of feeling the sun or being able to move. The foods were mostly great at least...

I was talking to a friend about this just the other day. I guess the best way to describe it was the waiting room in front of the gates of hell. The demons all smiling. The thought of ever going back terrifies me and I know the person I live with right now wants to send me back.

Thats all out of my system now...I'm just so glad they're not destroying you. God bless.