For anyone wanting to get their first taste of PTSD, this place is for you! I sometimes look back on my experience here and have to keep myself from going into a panic attack because of the horrible memories. It's quite unfortunate when you're admitted to a hospital where the MHA's (who are basically just baby sitters, which I'm not at all saying is a bad thing) all appear to be more knowledgeable than the psychiatrist and case workers. The only case worker who seemed to have a brain was Cathy. Kaitlyn (who RESIGNED randomly in the middle of my treatment and didn't even bother to tell me until the day before) was rude, disorganized, and didn't even have the time of day for anyone besides herself. You're supposed to meet with your case worker and psychiatrist once a day, well I was there for 11 days and met with them both about 3 times and the longest session was about maybe 10 minutes. My psychiatrist, Gina Vitiello, was stuck up and judgmental and she'd rather judge you and make you feel like sh*t rather than help you because that's far less effort on her part. Don't flatter yourself too much honey cause there's a reason why you're a doctor at the most disgraceful hospital in the USA. It's pretty sad that every counselor I've talked to knows Pembroke as the worst hospital imaginable. The only people I liked where the MHA's. I was on West 2 and Kendra, Isabella, Abbie, Tyler, and Amanda where all very nice. The workers who would come in and do activities were very pleasant to work with as well. And don't even get me STARTED on Nora. Holy hell why hasn't she banned from that place yet? All you have to do is sit down and talk to her for 5 minutes and it becomes quite appearant that she definitely has had get fair share of issues in the past. That and the fact that my dad who's an ex police officer thought he recognized her because of dealing with her in the past. And my jaw almost dropped when he walked into the room and she looked at me and said ""Was your dad a police officer?"" And when I said ""Yeah why?"" she goes ""Oh ya know, cause I was married to a cop so I know what they look like."" Yeah that and the fact that you've probably been in the slammer about 45 times. She told me this riveting story when I first met her about how the ""only time"" she's ever smoked pot was on her way to a funeral and she got so paranoid that she went over to the casket and screamed ""SHE'S ALIVE, SHE'S ALIVE!"" Um sweetheart, I think you're a tad bit confused. That ain't pot, they call that acid. Great first impression you made on me, Nora! Then she presumes to tell my family that she went to HOLY CROSS! Ummm, which one? The college or the church? Not like it matters anyway though, because it's highly unlikely that either one would ever let you through the front door. My parents felt like banging their heads against a damn wall because they fought tooth and nail but got absolutely nothing in return besides sleepless nights and a headache. DO NOT SEND YOUR CHILD HERE!!! I honestly don't know how they have not been shut down yet. Being at this shithole worsened my anxiety and I can't even look back on it without freaking out. These people are not on your side or there to help you regardless of what anyone says, they're just in it for the money. And if by any chance anyone mentioned in the review sees this, my name is TYLER HAVEY and I was in WEST 2 in JANUARY. Thank you very much to all the MHA's for being so kind, and a SPECIAL thanks to Gina, Kaitlyn, and Nora. Without you guys, I never would of known what it feels like to be so disgusted with someone :)
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