I was in MPF for several months. The most useful thing was I was able to have a rest for the time I was there. The staff was helpful and diligent. And the overall ambience was conducive to resting and thinking, about my life and the situation I was in.

During my time there, I was able to join their activities like cooking, music class, and poetry class which help me develop my skills and make the best of my stay.

I am very grateful to the staff, especially the attendants, nurses, and doctors who are ever supportive of the needs of the patient. The doctors are always one step ahead and know exactly what they are doing in their treatments.

The first few years of my illness, I had no idea what was happening to me. I went through the motions of being treated, talking to counselors and therapists and taking meds to appease my family. But I had no idea. I had no idea why these things were happening to me and why I felt the way I did. I’ve been to several halfway homes before my parents decided to bring me to MPF. I cannot say that my improvement was immediate. It was a long and slow process, but it was a process that nevertheless led me to recovery. What I appreciate most was that my doctors were patient and that they believe that recovery is possible only if the patient wanted it for herself. The miracle for me was that they made me want to get well, made me want to go back to who I used to be for myself. It’s something that I will always be grateful for.

I maintained my sobriety since I was discharged from RBR years ago because here I learned with the help of my rehabilitation team how to stay away from temptations and cope positively with the predicaments I encounter outside the Center.

I remained totally sober since my first admission and I observed that I became mature in making decisions for myself and my family and in dealing with life both inside and outside RBR.

RBR helped me regain my sobriety of the past because through intense yet meaningful training I realized that with sanity even the simplest things could mean a lot.

The most valuable lesson I learned from rehab is “don’t wait, relate” because all my problems started when I withheld from my family and stopped confiding in friends because I was too scared, not knowing that the people around me cared and wanted to lend a helping hand out of concern
and love.

When I came to MetroPsych, I carried with me tons of mental and emotional baggage. I was a bit quirky too, I admit. The place was a few rungs lower in class and spit and polish compared to (where I was previously confined). And upon arriving I had unabashedly said that I didn’t like the place. But things changed.

Little did I know that I’d be staying here for a year or so. And one of the charms of the place was the music classes. I learned to love the songs taught in these classes and they struck a chord in my heart. The music teacher at the time I started attending the classes had a few tricks up his bag and I enjoyed his tuition immensely. We would sing to old favorites towards the end of the classes when he was here.

I even became male lead singer in the presentations at the Lay Forum. And I would sing songs that connected me to people who went through difficult times themselves because my favorites were their favorites too.

I used to have a problem obsessing over boys. I even brought that problem with me to rehab. It was the reason why I had to come back here a second time. I was so scared coming back for another stint of rehab because I thought I would have to deal with the consequences of my actions outside. But coming to RBR helped me a lot because after the boy I obsessed with was pulled out from the facility, I learned to focus on the program. I went straight and the dialogues I had with my dad and my stepmom helped open the communication lines between us. My relationship with them improved with my stay here in RBR.