Teen Challenge was about the worst thing to ever happen to me. I had a CPS case involved due to a DUI I had gotten, and was referred to Teen Challenge, and ended up losing my daughter due to the fact that the Sacramento Teen Challenge told CPS that they drug and alcohol tested when they DID NOT. The pastor of the female unit later said 'they could if they wanted to'. It caused many complications. I was also legally married at the time but unsure of certain legal aspects of my marriage as I was underage at the time I was married, and the pastor claimed that 'my circumstances were too sketchy' so I was discharged from the program not one day after I graduated early from their Crisis Center and transferred to their long term center. They gave me a bed at their long term facility (which the bunks looked as if they were about to collapse on top of eachother), I set my suitcases down, and then they gave me a teleconference with the main pastor just for her to tell me that she was asking me to leave. They dropped me off at a Starbucks in Lincoln with all of my luggage in the middle of a shopping district where I had no idea where I was and the pastor gave strict orders to the driver that I was allowed to use their cell phone one time once I got their to call for a ride and then I was no longer allowed to. I had to walk around this shopping district in Lincoln for about four hours before I was able to make accomidations to get home, nearly three hours away. While I was at the Crisis Center where you are initially admitted, I was journaling to my husband in a diary but never sent the letters out, and when I came back from a family court meeting I had taken the notebook to write down notes in court, and they searched my possessions of course as I had to leave the premises and went through my notebook and made me throw my journaling away. I took the journal entries out to the dumpster but kept the rest of the notebook and not an hour later, three of the other girls came up to me and said that one of the live in volunteers had gotten a ladder and went in the dumpster and dug out the journal entries, as per request of the head pastor and failed to tell me. This place was miserable, and one of the "re-entries" had been leaving on a regular basis to go to doctors in the local area to get prescription painkillers. For someone that is trying to heal both physically and mentally, it was very hard to be around someone drooling and nodding off on the couch. As well as one of the volunteers leaving daily and coming back smelling heavily of cigarettes when the 'students' are not allowed to have any nicotine. This establishment is the closest thing to a modern day cult like establishment that I could ever think of. It destroyed a very big part of my life and I truly hope that nobody else endures what I did and what I had seen while I was there. read more