The Hills Treatment Center

I was watching Yv and an image popped up of The Hills with huge bold letters WE TAKE INSURANCE. Liars. I was there and it was never given back to me. Any of it. After i was convinced to stay an extra month I found out what my parents were being charged. meanwhile with the knowledge of how many people were staying for free. If I hadn’t ben so physically sick having just almost died less than a week after checking in I would have found something more suited. I was dragged to meetings when my blood pressure was below 90 and I made it abundantly clear how uncomfortable it would be for me to see my childhood friends, some so not so nice, at these meetings and could i go to different ones. They saw that as a flaw when I was really just trying to take care of myself. I left there sober but aside from my amazing therapist who helped me so much (wish I saw her more) my issues, demons and post traumatic stress I learned nothing about myself and did not feel that the groups were efficient enough to do so. I literally almost died and as I walked up those Hills the very first day the owner of this place (who repeats the same story over and over again in group when there is some new. Pretty narcissistic human being… says to me in front of all the patients I’d never met…“hey look your alive.”.He laughed wildly. I didn’t think it was funny and t was just one of a few hundred other interactions that were not funny. They dealt with everyone with no plan. Most of my fellow patients were relapsing, having sex in the bathroom getting drugs smuggled in. and to make matters worse the celebrity treatment and treatment of the trust fund kids or kids parents that are friends with Howard is so wrong. If I wasn’t so sick and didn’t need my medicine monitored I would have left. I will tell you that the attention, privileges, behaviors of the celebrity or trust fund kids either not coming to group or coming acted entitled enough to not take anything seriously. Of course I made some connections, but every counselor I liked is not there anymore and one overdosed. I highly don’t recommend this place. I found myself in an environment not suited for my needs and my greeting set the tone for everything. Death/​near death should never be used in humor. My parents were charged wildly and before leaving there everyone sat down to talk about money and were very honest and it is just so wrong. I have and had great insurance $ 600 a month… I was told 100% that we would get money back. Not only was that not true but nobody ever responded to me or my parents about it. Totally ignored and these were the people supposed to lookout for me??? HA! If you choose to seek help here I guarantee you will have a vacation if you/​your parents have moony or you are a celebrity. But the tools are missing for the others. I surely learned a lot about my sickness and what it was doing to me but that was the basis of every group… no bonding, real talking or breakthroughs. i take my life seriously and there is nothing worse than rude celebrities who don’t care are put on a pedestal. I live in Hollywood. Can’t say I love it. I have never felt more Hollywood in all my life in this city as i did at The Hilss. Hope this gets through to just one person. All my best.