1. Tearing up. Sorry. Springfield, VA Nov 86 to end of March 87 when I turned 18 and left with just the clothes on my back. I don’t think I can adequately explain the hell it was. The lies we were forced to tell. The abuse we endured and witnessed. Thank you.

    1. You are very welcome. The more you learn, the more bizarre it becomes. It’s amazing how many of us survived the ordeal.

      Most adolescents are assigned George Orwell’s 1984 to read in high school english class. In the 1980’s we weren’t allowed to go to school and had to live in a mini Orwellian world, one in which there were times when I thought I would be trapped in that hell forever.

      I’m thankful, we survived, but this story must be told as a precautionary tale, and because there are still so many programs like this that are still in operation.

  2. I read the above and Im in a pool of tears. I have not thought about the four times I tried to kill myself right after I escaped. Talk about damn lucky. I once injected a half gram of coke and 14 bags of heroin. I woke up frozen to the grass the next afternoon.

    You know I’ve talked to about 150 survivors or more. Not one that I know of has not attempted suicide.
    HOLY….Oh my God…..I’m sorry….. I wish I had never, ever finished that building….

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