Meridian Psychological Associates PC

This review concerns the facility and administrative staff at this practice and not my therapist who is excellent so far.
The office itself is a shithole. It is dirty, unkempt, and foreboding. Clients, including myself, are there to be healed of deep psychological issues, not the least of which is depression. The reception areas have little lighting (not even enough light to read the few magazines), with a cave-​like atmosphere, dark walls and ceilings and old, filthy chairs. What should be illumined, with pastels and plants has a creepy and macabre atmosphere. There is nowhere to hang a coat or umbrella. Overgrown weeds line the potholed walkway to the uncovered front door.
The staff behind the counter are rude, lazy, and harassing. All women, of course.
They badger the client into telling them who you are there to see, even though you have been going there weekly for six months. Contrary to the patient waiting areas, the admin area is brightly lit. This is only a small indicator of the disrespect the management has for the clients.
The most atrocious characteristic of this shithole is the attitude of management toward the disabled. Remember, all we who pay this practice and trust them with our warped psyches are disabled in some manner. But those, including me, who are additionally physically disabled must suffer at the hateful disregard this facility throws at us.
I have to use a walker for mobility. It is nearly impossible for me to climb the stone staircase outside with my walker. incredibly, there is no handrail on either side of the stairs! Of course, this is an ADA and OSHA violation. I mentioned that fact to one of the three heinous broads behind the front desk who replied, «We don’t have to have a railing or anything else.» That about says it for the despicable attitude of MPA management. In attempting to open the heavy glass front door while holding my walker, fearing all the while I would fall on the stone steps sans a railing, the three heinous, lazy, mean, callous, ignorant staff at the front desk just stared at my encumbrance, the glass door hitting my walker, the walker folding and me being unable to get inside.
«We don’t have to do anything.» What is it that makes this place, ostensibly a healing facility, be managed by insensitive, hard-​hearted douche bags?.