"Rehab doesn't happen to you. You happen to rehab. That's something I kept thinking when, at night, I wept myself to sleep in the tastefully appointed room where I could not keep any sharp objects, not even tweezers, and did not have a lock on my door."
"I was so dazed from the days, weeks, months perhaps even years prior that I had a good deal of trouble understanding what had got me there, what twist of fate had delivered me to this small stone manor house in the woods of the Berkshires, Massachusetts."
"I related, I felt, to the tragedy of her life she had made something people didn't know they needed, had made a shocking fortune on her illustrations of impish Cupids, but had stayed too long at the party, and by her mid-40s her wealth had been drained by hangers-on."
The author reflects on their experience in rehab, emphasizing the importance of personal agency in the recovery process. They recount feelings of confusion and vulnerability upon arrival, including the discomfort of being stripped of personal items and the lack of privacy. The author draws parallels between their life and that of Rose O'Neill, highlighting themes of success, loss, and the struggle to regain control. The narrative reveals the complexities of identity and the challenges faced in a treatment environment.
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