Had a client shove a metal jagged end of a broomstick that he snapped in half right into his abdomen then start screaming and digging into it with his fingers. Had a child, maybe 8 years, who could've modeled on the front of a GAP catalog. He could be the nicest, quietest kid, or he could try and cut you with whatever was nearby and tell you that he was there because he cut his family's dogs paws off. It was in his file. And that was not the only animal. Another kid, completed his whole program and set to go home. We were all thrilled... he came back the following week because he stripped naked in school and threw a desk at his classmate. Another child, maybe 6, severely burned by a family member with a blowtorch. Had a teenage client commit suicide in a horrific manner. Had an adult client go outside with a bat and smash a co-workers new BMW. I was actually thrilled to see that happen. Maybe the most troubled were some of the staff, rather than the clients. You had staff who had been there for decades and truly cared about the clients. Then, you had new hires that wouldn't last more than a year, and although I never saw anything physically abusive, I definitely had to report staff being verbally abusive to clients.
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Non-FictionWarning this story is based on true stories. Every person that the main character encounters has their own story based on true stories submitted to me anonymously by people who work in the psych field or who have been in a psych ward themselves. The...
