Sure this was a gift when I was a child. My parents would just read my mind for a minute or two when I was fussing, but now it's almost unbearable. You don't think about it much when you're younger. For me it was at age 14 that I realised that this was a major problem. All of these different emotions and thoughts that I did not want anyone to hear were never actually safe, even if they only had a one hour window. There isn't some timer or clock, it is all a guessing game, and one that I am terrible at. I used to try and act like I was thinking of something interesting but they caught on rather quickly since the 14 year old me was not very quick witted. Sometimes it was harmless, goofy thoughts. Other times it were thoughts so weird that I myself wondered how I even got on the subject in my own head. Even day dreaming was not safe. If you could think it, they could read it if they wanted to up until your eighteenth birthday.You could spend hours upon hours thinking of different scenarios and thoughts throughout the day and they could have heard a combination of any of it. I am told on a daily basis that's what I've been saying for over three years now in this padded white room. They can hear anything I am thinking but only for an hour. Anytime my family comes to visit me in this padded white room with a window, I see a reflection of a man that looks like a thirty year old version of me. My mother and father also look as if they have aged 20 years or so, but that's impossible. They sent me here three years ago when I was 14 and I've had nothing but time to think. I know.... or at least I think I am about to get out of here on my eighteenth birthday. Then all of these thoughts will be gone, I hope....