First off, the main "Doctor" is an imbecile and put me on a concoction of medications I didn't need and misdiagnosed me with Bipolar 1. Was recently rediagnosed by a psychiatrist who actually could ask me about my history with Borderline Personality Disorder (and yes, I'm sure, I've been studying Psychology for years), which I've successfully helped myself with multiple mental health practices over the past few months but this felt like such a set back. My medications make me irritable, sluggish, and I'm even suffering from galactorrhea without any noticeable change in my anxiety except for a lifestyle change. I've been much happier since coming out, so honestly most of it could've even been from gender dysphoria but despite my preferred name being on file and me expressing this, was frequently misgendered by staff and this doctor. I'm so happy that now I have family who support me and all the resources I can get and I don't feel stuck in life, but none of the treatment I had received from here had helped me. I was only desperate to get out, since I was surrounded by violence and unruliness by poor staffing and placement, discomfort from the horrible beds and showers (while also learning that many of the other residents had better conditions), and having to comfort other patients myself, who were having panic attacks or other unhealthy thoughts while the staff ridiculed or mocked their pain and I was mocked too by the daytime staff. I'm still continuing the medication with fear of withdrawal symptoms now but seeing a much more appropriate facility that listens to me. I was so scared of just dying, I was in so much pain from malnutrition, dehydration, and lack of sleep, and this facility just went "Yep you need some heavy relaxants that could literally kill you if you overdose or withdraw" and put me through HELL for a WEEK (After even being promised an early discharge from the doctor). I was denied tylenol, stool softeners (FOR WHAT TURNED OUT TO BE HEMMORHOIDS), and instead was prescribed Ativan, Risperdal, and Trileptal while also literally going off of weekly Testosterone shots and being on the Depo shot. I don't think anyone can even understand the physical and emotional distress I am still going through because of these medications and the side effects like GALACTORRHEA. I'm transgender, whether you like that or not, and this SUCKS. My back hurts so much worse, my chest is so sensitive after literally suffering from heart tremors for days on end. ECGs say "I'm fine" but this side effect has been making everything hurt so badly after bruising my ribs from binder misusage and having basically a stress related heart attack. So honestly? I'll make this known. I'll make it known that there's a patient in there who should be in hospice care who's constantly getting instigated with and attacked by staff and patients. I'll have it known that I had to defend myself physically from someone twice my height when I just had lost 50 pounds in a week from malpractice and malnutrition. I'll have it be known that this place should be shut down, the doctor who runs this facility should have his license revoked, and a good number of those nurses shouldn't be nurses. I heard myself clearly be mocked and ridiculed by the day staff for being upset about my discharge being set back, and they tried to play it off as hallucinations and tried to set back my discharge date AGAIN (although failed). I'm tired of these side effects, I'm tired of getting into these arguments and acting irrationally, I'm tired of not even being able to cry anymore. This entire place should be shut down if they're going to let a 19 year old go through that after enduring a HELL that most of my family can't even imagine. I know I should've been treated better, all I did was have hallucinations of my family dying after being on the edge of dying for days. I didn't deserve any of this and I still don't deserve the side effects I have to endure while waiting on my next appointment. I will make this known everywhere if I have to. I'm upset and hurting.