This place was the worst experience of my childhood! It was Rutgers Mental Health Center at the time. The therapist was a weirdo who kept accusing me of having had sex. I was only 13 years old and just got out of the eighth grade, and she kept insisting I'd been out messing around, screaming it at me.
When I said I hadn't had it yet, I was just a kid, she screamed and yelled that I had. Her name was Fran Levine. I was there for tests - for a condition I turned out NOT to have - but they would not schedule them, every day they put off the tests just to keep me there longer - and charge my parents more money. They locked us kids in behind three locks. They were awful!