My Stay at Rhonda’s House in Dewitt:
I initially met with Todd who instead of asking me a bunch of questions, shook my hand and told me his story, which did two things (1) helped me relax and (2) gave me a sense that I wasn’t alone. After showing me to my room we sat down and did my intake paperwork, it dawned on me about halfway through it that I was finally talking about my loss to a stranger, but I knew I could trust him because of the way he was willing to share his problems with me. Kris the other staff person working that night shared with me her story and a little bit bigger chunk of my isolation wall I had built around me crumbled, I’m not going to say I slept great that first night, but I will say I was more relaxed than I had been for months. Since that first night every staff member here has taken the time to tell me their story which has allowed me to tear down the barriers I had built around my loss. They have helped me get set up with a grief counselor, AA, they have helped me learn the importance of journaling, talking, and trusting again. In short, the love, care and compassion of this staff has helped save my life. I can get up at 2:00am and come out and talk to whichever staff is working about whatever is bothering me and know it’s coming from their heart. I went from the brink of death to facing life again because of the love and support of the staff in this house. I know very little about mental health, but I do know what love is and this house is filled with it.