Inpatient Rehab

I realize not all people are fond of change. In fact, the mere idea of it freaks some people out. I – and a handful of others – like it – a lot. Change offers opportunities to learn things, which is why I have never been opposed to going back to inpatient treatment for my drinking. I’ve been to rehab seven times. Each time I went somewhere new, sometimes to a new state, and the one thing I loved most about going each time was the newness of the situation. I like new stuff – doesn’t matter much what it is.

Is that weird? Am I the only one on the planet who gets into that? Probably not. Hopefully not. That said – rehab is good for other things besides a change of scenery. If nothing else, it provides the new resident with a time-frame from which to experience life without getting stoned, lit, drunk, or high.

Most treatment centers that I’m aware of offer programs of at least 30 days. Thirty days in a structured environment offer residents time away from their drug/s of choice. You can’t get fucked up in treatment. If you do, you’ll get kicked out. Time away from our drug/s of choice allows our brains a change to air out. New residents will meet new people who suffer from similar illnesses. They’ll be introduced to structure and they’ll get to learn about their drug/s of choice. Most importantly, residents get the opportunity to come to realize WHY they go after drugs rather than say “No Thank You.”

None of us were always addicts or alcoholics. We evolved into it. Why? That is the question to walk into treatment with. The answer might just surprise you.

I highly recommend going. I think the one thing that freak folks out the most is this idea that treatment is like jail. It’s not. I’ve been to jail and when you get sent to jail, you can’t just walk out. Treatment is a place to go and stay for a long minute, but it’s only temporary. In rehab, you get to go outside and sometimes you even leave the property and go places. In one of my treatment centers, we did yoga on the beach. In another treatment center, we had equine therapy. In yet another, we went to freakin Disney Land. No shit.

Some residential centers look like a business while others look like a big house. There’s always lots of groups. Big house groups and smaller more personable groups. Unless you’re rich – you will have to share a bedroom. Take headphones. Also – I’ve never – not one time – been allowed to keep my phone. It’s confiscated on admission along with other items deemed contraband. You will be allowed to use a phone – just not your own. And you will get your phone back when you leave – so chill out.

If you can remember ONE THING – remember that residential treatment is temporary. And – If you can manage to walk in with an attitude of intending to leave with something – anything memorable – you’ve already scored.

Published by Jennifer

I've finally found my happy place in sobriety. Yay! Go Me!

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