Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 12

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 12

A few days have passed and I have managed to attest (pass) my TR-0, eyes open and eyes closed for one hour each, and Tr-1-TR-4. Thank God for that. It is Monday, however, and so this is my first long day (9-9). Tessa (Tess) Moff pulls me out of class for a minute,...

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 11

After three nights of little sleep, I am exhausted. I am unable to fool Stormy today, as he instructs Keisha to walk me around the track and run a light objective. “No smoking,” he instructs. “Oh my gawd, I thought I was done ever having to run one...

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 10

I survived my first day and second night here at Narconon. The heat was blaring down on me again last night and at some point Coco got up, walked over to the dresser, took out a handful or Sour Patch Kids from her Costco sized bag, scarfed them down and was back...
Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 9

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 9

I have managed to make it through my TR-0, eyes closed and then eyes open for 15 minutes each with Keisha. Stormy rewards our success, with allowing for an extra cigarette break. (TR’s= Training Routines). “That was very weird,” I admit to Keisha....
Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 8

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 8

Morning comes early. It feels as though I have just fallen asleep, but it is time to get started with the day. My roommates are the IC’s and are nice enough to get me up and inform me it is time for muster. Muster happens in the lodge. We report there for a head...

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 7

There are students all over the place. There are six tables with benches and a sitting area down in front of a community television. Two students are playing ping pong and many are already outside smoking around the pool. I have been met with several friendly faces...

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 6

“Good morning Liz,” a whispering, voice awakens me. It is Linnea. She is back and here to get me through the day. “How did you sleep?” She asks. “I slept great,” I lie. There is breakfast on the table. After my stay in Huntington, I...
Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 5

Narconon- Rehab Series- Part 5

The drive up to the center is long. I watch, as the ocean fades away and the scenery changes to that similar of the Wilderness of Judea, I experienced during my visit to Israel. I am forced to laugh at California’s idea of what a mountain is. Being from...

Narconon-Rehab Series- Part 4

A couple days have gone by and I have spent them touching trees, drinking drug bombs, noticing things, being walked like a dog, regularly and pouring out my Cal-Mag every chance I can get. Unfortunately, today, I was unable to dispose of my Cal-Mag. Little One...
Narconon-Rehab Series- Part 3

Narconon-Rehab Series- Part 3

Slowly, I creep over to the window looking down at the living room where the man on the night shift is posted on the couch. This house is old and even as I tip toe, you can hear the creek of the floorboards beneath me. There is a single blind missing from the set and...

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