I was a patient for just a couple weeks (because I told my husband the abuse that was taking place all around me and he threatened to sue them if they didn't let me go, after we had tried nicely reasoning with them for days.) The best of the staff are blissfully ignorant and the worst are potential psychopaths. They lack even the most basic of empathy. I was taunted by two male staff members as I pleaded with them for help because I was sleep-deprived (because they had been shining a flashlight in my eyes two nights in a row) and extremely hungry. They said, among other things, that I was "self-diagnosing" (with sleep deprivation? Really? Pretty sure we all know what sleep-deprivation feels like), being over-dramatic, "trying to control everything" (because I asked if I could speak to one of them alone instead of being berated and ignored by both of them at the same time), and hysterical. One of them even told me that his son acts just like me (Like a PERSON?)... not unlikely that his poor son hates him too. I was literally chased down a hallway by another male staff member because I got "too far away from the group" (I was about 10 feet away, and heading where we were supposed to be going.) The food literally tastes like vomit most days because there is no cook, just staff members who think they can cook. The "psychiatrist" was either ignoring what I was saying or STARING AT MY CHEST the entire time we talked. The "therapist" is blissfully ignorant and useless. I watched several people who didn't even need it pinned to the ground, potentially injured (They were being roughly and unprofessionally tackled, not appropriately restrained), and shot up with drugs which would leave them in an uncomfortable haze for days. Almost every patient is over-medicated and probably medicated incorrectly. I developed a severe rash from what they gave me, and when I asked to see a nurse, they told me to see "the provider" (remember the *** who stared at my chest when he was supposed to be listening to me? Yeah. No way I was letting him stare at my upper inner thighs too.) This place needs to be shut down and/or entirely re-staffed by actual professionals who are decent human beings. Oh, and in case you're wondering if I'm some lunatic who imagined all this? Guess again. I had one manic episode that scared me (which ended up being from a one-time environmental factor) and I did the right thing and asked for help. What I got instead was a legitimately traumatic experience that would have been a lot worse if I had not found a kind, empathetic ear in a few other patients. They were the only people who were kind or even decent to me the whole time I was here. I was terrified of "acting crazy" for months after this experience because of the absolute prison environment. This is not how you treat patients. Someone with more power and influence than me needs to stop these people. Please. I worry for the people who are still there every day.