I did not feel safe with them at all. I was scared that something was going to go wrong. Every time I visit, I have to remind them why I'm visiting them. It makes me feel like they don't care about me. I wish that they had been more courteous and respectful. They used a bit too much foul language for my comfort. They did not explain anything to me and talked down to me. The substance abuse counselor told me is was stupid and didn't know anything. My therapist was appauled at the homework, she was stumped by it and told me it was time to find another program. People came to group drunk or high; reeking of marajuana.