frances farmer arrest For 3 weeks, I was an outpatient at the rehab and mental health facility Las Encinas. In some ways, I’d always assumed I would end up here. I remember me and my mom going to visit a family friend there once when I was a kid, and my mom half-joking about wishing her Medi-Cal benefits were accepted there. She wasn't interested in sobriety at that time and wasn't in the middle of one of her existential breakdowns, so I believe she really wanted to be there like being on vacation; the grounds were beautiful and you got 3 square meals a day and were surrounded by interesting fuck ups. We visited her friend. He was detoxing from crack and seemed fragile but also fortified by the crisp eucalyptus-smelling air there and relieved to be taken care of by professionals. I had heart surgery when I was in my early twenties, and dumped by a live-in boyfriend shortly afterwards. I was single and very ready to mingle so ...